Hunger pains or nerves
Cramps or dread
You live like this everyday
Questioning your every feeling
Watching your every move
Never knowing when he'll strike next
Always on the lookout for his signs
You don't know when to eat
Whether tonights act will make you puke
You don't know when to go to the bathroom
In case he's there for a quick fix
You fear your every move
Nothing feels at home
You try to stay out of his way
but it only makes him angrier
Mom's scared to do anything
In fear she'll be the next victim
I know one day he'll get his
and I'll escape this hell
but until then I'll be strong
and hope for the best
