Footsteps up the driveway,
I'm scared, my blood is cold,
I don't want to face him,
I want a hand to hold.
Footsteps through the hallway,
And then towards the stairs,
I can't believe it's happening again,
I can't believe no one cares.
Footsteps up the stair way,
Towards my room, and then,
The doorknob slowly turning,
He's coming for me again.
Tall figure standing there,
Standing in the door,
I can't take another minute,
I don't want to me hurt anymore.
I don't know what I did to him,
I guess living is what I did wrong,
But I can't really help it,
I've suffered this to long.
Footsteps slowly walking,
Away from me and my sorrow,
Hand prints left upon my skin,
This will carry through to tomorrow.
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I wrote this for a friend of mine.... Hunny this is how you explained the pain to me... I'll always be there for you.... I"ll always be your shoulder to cry on.
