I listen to the silence, how scary it seems.
Wondering what in this world life has in store for me.
I once had a home with constant pattering feet.
A husband that I called my own, a partner to share my dreams,
Yet, in a blink of an eye, that was all taken from me.
I just saw him this morning, kissed him goodbye.
How could this happen, he was just fine.
He went to work as my husband, he returned as a stranger.
Now I feel that we’re all in danger.
The words he says now, they are so mean.
The look in his eyes shows hatred to me.
What did I do? What did I say? How can I be the one to blame?
He now says that I’m stupid, that I don’t know a thing.
He tells me I’m crazy and should be put away.
Please some one help me, let me out of this cage.
I feel so trapped, and I am very afraid.
The accident has caused this, it has damaged his brain.
He doesn’t remember it, yet he is not the same.
He can no longer drive, or even think straight.
I’m in labor now; it has been three weeks, since that dreadful day.
I am scared, wondering if the baby will help things change.
It’s our only daughter, and she looks like him,
Pretty blue eyes and a nice round chin.
She cry’s all night, and he gets mad.
Says I am no good, and I shouldn’t be in the bath.
He thinks I don’t care, says that I’m bad.
I don’t understand who is this man?
He is not my husband, not the one I married.
He’s angry and bitter, he makes us all sad.
They said it was the wreck, and they don’t know if he will change
back.
We’re divorced now, sad to say.
The man I married passed away.
It was a rainy October day when the call was placed; my life was
shattered right away.
He was driving the bus, when the crash came.
He hit his head and has never been the same.
