I can walk out my door without wincing
I no longer look over my shoulder...

I once was your trophy
with a radiant smile as you held me on your arm...

Lying alone in a plain cold room
too afraid to move even speak...

Darkness played
Disguised as a whisper...

He came home with a smile
and went in his room...

Listen to my cries
as you wait behind the door...

The angels gathered
to hear me pray...