Free..

&& she sits there tired and alone
waiting by the phone
for a call that'll never come
he's out late again
well, there's no telling when he'll be home then
as she sits there...she wishes..maybe...he's through with this hear of mine..
she's tired any way
even her scars have bruises and they never seem to fade.
she wishes someone could just take her away.
to another time another place
somewhere without pain
where she can live without shame.
.................D**n....................
she hears the door slam
she runs to their bed, lays down, and pretends to sleep.
hoping he will let her be.
but knowing the pain will come.. and it will be deep.
clomp, clomp.........clomp.
she can hear his feet.
she hears the door creak. open . shut.
she braces herself..
as his fist hit her like a million knives..stabbing her all at once.
he knocks her to the floor, grabs her up by her collar and rams her into the door.
he holds her there, against the door, his hands around her throat..
she cant take it anymore.
tighter and tighter his hands get .. he can feel her choke.
................................................................................
she lets herself go...
to another time another place.
somewhere without pain
where she can live without shame.
where her bruises and scars fade.
she feels so relieved.
she just can not believe.
she made it.
to the place where she can fly on angels wings.
and never worry about anything
finally she was free.