He decides what clothes I wear,
If it wee up to him I'd have no hair.
I'd be looked up alone in the house,
But I can't leave him, he's my spouse.
He makes me wash, cook and clean,
Some things I do are just obsence.
He hides my make-up and accessories too,
And if I wear them he'll beat me blue.
I feel so alone, I have no life,
I didn't realise he'd be so much strife.
So how could I ever put this to an end,
If he doesn't allow me to have one friend.
I simply have no where to go,
I try to get him to change, but he says 'No'
I thought about dying and freeing my soul,
As this constant abuse has taken it's tole.
I am weak and just can't let go,
But I really want the world to know.
Please don't let your love control your mind,
Because love has beaten me truly blind.
