Away From Hell
Stepping lightly across splintering old wooden floor
Tiptoe cautiously past the open bedroom door
Sucking in not daring to breath as I silently pass by
Soft raspy snoring giving way, able now to breath a sigh
The alcohol it seems has now taken its blessed affect
No evidence left that might cause one to suspect
Stench of smoke and liquored breath permeates the air
Looking one more time at the devil advocate lying there
Slipping out and softly closing what felt like my prison door
New life with hope yet not knowing what lay in store
Yet somehow willing to take what ever lie ahead
Knowing life exists without this awful sense of dread
First breath of freedom bringing overwhelming joy
Thanking God I'll no longer be the sadists toy
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