Free!

by debbie   Dec 14, 2005


The taste of precious freedom,
great at last to have my name.
To know that he can never,
get to me or hurt us again!

It's time to start a new life,
it's safe to carry on.
Can finally mend what's broken,
find a place where we belong.

I thank god it's finally happened!
At last I'm finally "free"!
No more taking all his punches,
No hospital visits for me.

Can't help but feel regretful,
that in some way what a waste.
But the pain, the hurt and memories,
Now at least I can try to erase.

Cause now he cannot touch me,
he no longer has a hold.
Of what I feel or I'm thinking,
And especially doing what I'm told.

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