Domestic
Domestic violence, I feel it in your silence,
I see the pain in your eyes, hearing the torture in your cries.
Bruises, broken bones your half dead,
he battered you so badly there's scars on your head, with the feeling of
dread.
To weak to fight his strength, you'd go to any length,
to break free run from this bully, he don't love you in his heart not truly
or fully.
Excuses are running out, you have to get out
U can hear him coming, you get the urge to start running.
You freeze he grabs you by the hair,
pleading with him to stop, in this rage he doesn't care.
Another punch in the face, he throws you around,
too young to pick you up off of the ground.
He says he didn't mean it, i wish you could of seen it
from the beginning, he's got a hold of you he thinks he's winning.
walking on egg shells living in this hell,
too afraid to speak out, there's no one you can tell.
He rapes you batters you inflicts all this pain,
stripped you of your dignity, makes you feel insane.
Domestic violence, break your silence
fight back your strong, what he's doing is wrong
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