Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Roots



Roots
Watched from the window
As the clouds rolled by
Tried to hold back
Tried not to cry

Here comes the storm again
Vicious and angry
She came bursting in
Eyes locked on me

Didn’t know what I’d done
Never do
But she made me pay
Turned me black and blue

They sang her praises
In the open world
But behind closed doors
She was a different girl

Her words burned
Things couldn’t be unsaid
She left me broken
She got in my head

Tried as I might
I couldn’t break away
Could never escape her
Fell on my knees and began to pray

I begged for freedom
A way out of there
Hoping that someone above
Would finally hear

My pleas went unheard
Prayers went unanswered
Through the years
Her anger was mastered

Always aimed at me
Everyone else was spared
Never fought back
Wouldn’t dare

But on that final day
As I closed the door
I walked out of her life
Power I had never felt before

I got the last laugh
Won’t let her characterize me
She did her best
To demonize me

Took too many years
But they see it now
I just have one question left
How?


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