To You a Whole
I can’t say it yet, but I will
When I can effect you and instill
My mind and emotions you destroy
Like a soul you own. Like a toy
One day I will defeat you!
Punch, kick, and beat you
The bruises and cuts sting right now
I want to get you away, but how?
All I hear from you is pain and torment
It is a waiting game for the one single moment
Learning hate and dismissal with indifferent tones
While I sit in a bed weak and alone
Brings me to my resolve and what I must do
Get ride of the demon and ass whole in you
My days of suffering come to an end
When I make that phone call and bring you in
Relief in the eyes of my mom and brothers a real
We made it through this whole ordeal
Most of all I except the role you failed and didn’t deserve
Bread winner in a house that can finally be heard!
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2007
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