Lying in her dark, cold room
She stares into the abyss
Nothing coming into play
but the thoughts of her lover in doom
Bloody hands and boggled mind
confusion settling in
All she concludes about
is the fact that she cant unwind
without her sanity, nothings clear
everybody is a complete blurr
bruised up body, broken bones
her thoughts bring about a tear
stares at the bloody knife
bringing about a scary conclusion
she lost it all and fought him off
and now she must take her life
batter woman, sits there dying
passion gone, fear piles up
while she lays dead on the floor
Her new born child burst out to crying
