I’ve lived in this house for many a year
How shameful it was to live in the fear.
The constant torment when you were near
Watching you drown in liquor and beer…
Once – long ago I shed a few tears
Seeing my emotions all disappear
No one to talk with, you sure wasn’t there
I was slowly sinking into a world of despair.
You never noticed, not a sign that you cared
This kind of existence didn’t seem quite fair…
So I withheld my love – it was undeclared
My old heart just couldn’t be repaired
I’ve sat alone for most of my life
Trying to be the good little wife.
The empty feelings, the lonely nights
Could have ended with the tip of a knife…
Instead of walking in the afterlife
I now live my days in fight or flight