You talk more loud and stern,
I can feel the pain, I can feel it burn;
It hits your face like a knife,
You take it as if its your only life;
You fear, the hate, the guilt, the love,
Could it be your girl you want to shove?
How could that be? I thought. . .
I'm your baby, the one you taught;
I've grown old, yes, but what does that do?
I'm fifteen years old, stop throwing your shoe;
Stop throwing the food at me,
Just stop right now and let me be;
I'm on my way, walking out,
Through the snow, I shall not pout;
Along the roads a half a mile,
My step mom comes, I try not to smile;
She picks me up and I tell her the truth,
The abuse, my dad, and I know I have proof;
He grabbed my wrists, and eyed,
Eyed me down and yelled as I lied;
He pinned me down on the floor,
I tried to run, avoiding more;
"Stop acting immature" he'd tell me,
"Don't touch me" I yelled as I ran to flee;
Open the door, his step daughter,
What is this he has taught her?
His abuse, his fights, and his rage?
The girl, running to avoid his cage;
She sits alone in her room and cries,
Long, tiring day, and a few goodbyes;
I arrive at a house, my momâ??s home,
A place of haven, my new safety dome;
My mom's boyfriend, watching a show,
I walk through the door, my head held low;
I sleep there, that night, the only place I can,
Coming to the house, I know my dad will ban;
I sneak through the door at eleven o'clock at night,
I look at the pictures, which remind me of the fight;
I don't want to come back, I hate this place,
I hate the carpet of sweat, I hate his face;
I go get some clothes, talk to my step sister,
I talk for a moment, only to tell her I missed her;
I leave, my mom sitting in the car waiting,
Light-headed I feel, almost like fainting;
But I walk towards the car, and take a seat,
His pain, I can run, but I can not beat;
I sleep the night, well, but not too great,
Only can think of my dad's violent hate;
My mom takes me back home, where I belong,
She knows it's the room, my place, that I long;
I walk through the door, he asks why I'm here,
I explain how I felt, how the hate I had was mere;
He shoved me against the wall,
I step away, run, try not to fall;
My step mom runs in, wondering who's here,
Its his daughter, in shock and in fear;
I come home to an angered man,
I come home to this, I only ran;
Not away but towards his face,
"Don't touch me" is to help my case;
I'll file abuse on him, I'll solve this case,
I won't be his daughter, I'll leave this place;
I won't come back, how would he like me now?
Live with my mom, I know he won't allow;
But I won't be his girl, the one he pushes around,
Sirens will be on, the new but yet old sound;
Goodbye dad, I hope you like your new life,
There's no room for me, but don't grab your knife;
I know you would, just to run away,
But another day you might want to stay;
Because I still love you as I always will,
With the violence and pain, I know I still;
But I can't take the bruises, I can't get hurt,
I can't take me leaving, you grabbing my shirt;
I wake up from this dream, as I look back on the day,
Yes he hurt me and I'm at my mom's, where I lay;
He's still my dad and I think to myself,
I'll go back tomorrow and clean the shelf;
I'll solve the problems as the new household,
With the family together, the new one, he'll scold;
He won't hurt his girl, though, for his own sake,
He'll hide his true colors, and put on a good fake;
I'll give him my feelings and all my thoughts,
His pain will hurt like a thousand shots;
But that is what love is, it's the pain,
That's what life is and your memory lane;
He looks at my eyes and wants to hold me,
"Don't touch me" I yell, what does he see;
He sees the pain in his girl, and looks up with shame,
I'm afraid, but violence is not the way he came;
He wraps his arms around me and did say,
"I'm sorry baby, please won't you stay?"
"I never was going to leave, I hope you know,
It was meant to give you a glimpse, only to show;
To show what will happen if you abuse,
Your girl or your violence, you'll have to choose;"
He smiles at me and says "Welcome back,"
I go up to my room, my things I unpack;
