I Should Have Run

I should have run like crazy but I was deep in love and not lazy I wanted to be your all But you, you wanted me before you to bow and kneel Inside me burned a fire full of love I should have run like crazy But I was in love and not lazy. It started with a word that tore me apart Then a torrent of harsh, coarse insults Every time you breathed my way, The blood in my veins froze like ice Every time I tried to say no you always had your way and You played with mine life like a game of dice I should have run like crazy But I was mad in love and not lazy. It started with a shove, a little push That slowly matured to jabs and blows Sometimes it was a slap when you were in a rush My face became distorted like an angry painting of scars They said a true wife never gives up on her man and so I stayed They said pray for him darling and so I prayed But the tornado of hate kept blowing hard I should have run like crazy but I was afraid Of the gossip, the sneers, the laughter, of being accused. The night you came home you were not drunk But still your eyes burned like the devils orbs I tried a smile; I tried to be good but was rewarded with slaps You said the food was cold just like I was in bed You lifted me off the ground with a kick, you were vicious You broke my ribs with your brick like hands You called me a whore said I couldn’t keep my skirts down While in truth it was you who couldn’t keep it in your pants But you were not alone inside you had a beast See I wanted to run but it was too late I knew you would kill me, was this my fate? When you lifted the machette high in the air I couldn’t breath; I became a captive of fear The first slash, the pain, the blood as you raised it again I saw my life flash before my eyes; weak, poor, and vain But I didn’t know inside me lived a beast too I saw the kitchen knife lying not far as you cut me again and I knew fury And as you cut me again I crawled towards it Then the blood was in my hands and the knife…. Buried deep inside your bastard heart, I tried to save you I should have tried harder but I couldn’t I didn’t want to I tried to save me but I couldn’t it was already too late And as I lie here in a pool of blood; mine and of the monster I married I hope it’s not too late for some other girl I hope they won’t listen to anyone but themselves I should have run but now it’s too late.