The Lie
My Heart was crushed, the pain was real
I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t heal
felt so powerless, belittled and small
my world was dark, he made me fall
the lies he told, could not be undone
I wanted to die, of course he had won
each day a struggle, I felt so blue
each day he gloated, the more I withdrew
I hated the monster, he took my soul
twenty years on, I’m still not whole
but at least I can breathe and hold my head high
for I told the truth and he told the Lie.
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