Mind And Body:

You can see my physical pain
Its written all over my face,
But the emotional pain I bare
It has it's own hiding place.

For my bruises on the inside
They always hurt twice as much,
So I keep them locked within me
Cause even myself I do not trust.

For many years I was a prisoner
Twenty-three years to be exact,
Why did I hold on for so long
When two opposites don't attract.

I guess my poor body was scared
I guess my poor heart was lost,
And somewhere between the two
I guess my fortitude was crossed.

Yes my eyes they do shed tears
And my Soul it cries throughout,
But what really breaks me down
Is those hurtful words you shout.

For a woman can only take so much
From a man she thinks she loves,
And an ego can only take so much
If the feelings don't fit like a glove.

So I put away all of your torture
I was sick of being black and blue,
And now I feel a whole lot better
On both the outside and inside too.