Labeled Abusers

He took her breath away with one little song.
He compelled her to love his beautiful written song.
Taking her hand in a moonlight dance.
Making her feel like she was staring out of Mt. Everest in one single glance.
Her feelings for him became love at first sight.
As he took her home to end the night.

Years go by and the honeymoon phase became deadly.
All of a sudden their relationship became unsteady.
Her hands were covered over her ears as he was yelling.
Couldn`t hear a word he was saying.
Crying these sad sobs and wondered what she did wrong.
To make the love of her life scream this vicious song.
He feels he is in control.
As he slaps her on the cheeks; her heart took it`s toll.

The first phase of the beating was over.
To know he had more control over her.
The anger shot up to a stifling degree.
She bends down to her knees to plead.
He sees her helpless and it makes him feel like a king.
As he kicked her in the stomach, he had felt he had everything.
Sickening mind he possessed as he sees heaving through his chest.
He sees his girl laying down helpless.
He holds her in his arms of rage in the darkness.
Please help her get out of his arms of evilness.

Months go by and she can`t help but think.
Can she get out of here before she will be under God`s wings.
She looks through the mirror which sits still in the bathroom.
And she could still see bruises on her face of beauty.
Her face never glowed once and she knew this was a sad reality.
She packs her bags and leaves a man who is labeled an abuser.
She runs directly to the cops; so what if he labels her an accuser.
He will be forever labeled an abuser as the cops lock him away as a prisoner.
Justice will be served on platter labeled abuser.

Walls Cavin’ In

I can’t breathe….
In the distance; the red sea….
Is the color of my color bleeding….
The roof covers my head; I want to leave….
The enemy inches closer….
They are complete imposters….
With their head so high, heart so low….
Makes my head hurt, heart so sore….
Countdown starts; walls. cavin’ in….
Rushing to get out before the enemy wins….
I could see their devilish grin….
The abandoned house will lie empty…..
Their souls becomes heavy on me…..
I don’t care about them….
They have caused pain….
Mistrust leads to pleads….
When the walls cave is when they will live in fear…..
Rush out of here with their bags full of evil sins….
The whiteness of goodness will clap…
For evilness will forever be trapped….
Leave them perish in an ocean of crap

Trampled Over

Blood boiling in rage….
Things that people have said….
Makes me want to fight with all of my might….
My mind goes completely blank….
As people throw punches at my heart, thinking they are high at rank….
The unfairness in my life….
Got me to think twice….
Trust no one but myself….
Cradle my thoughts in an ice cold quilt….
Makes me think of the evilness I live in…..
They camaflouge themselves in a sweet smile….
Trampled over me with insults, made their day worthwhile….
Pure innocence was disguised…..
As they torched my soul with mean remarks….
Made me seem do dark….
Others are scared of the wrong person….
Their looks was full of discern….
Eyes pointed at me felt like I was burning…
I, myself, was trampled over….
It hurt like a mother fucker