Last Night or The Fight

[faithx5452]

I heard all about the fight
From a simple call last night
You spoke with such fright
Your words tight
Cradling the phone
With all your might

You showed me your bruised back
Amazed you can make that trek
All the way to Home Ec

How far will you let it go?
Before he has complete control?
Of your soul?
Surely you must know
That the bruises will eventually show
And suspicions will grow

Don’t know how to get out of his grasp
Telling me the pain doesn’t last
Thankful he wasn’t at his best

The bell rings
You grab your things
I can tell it stings
To move achy limbs
Ignoring my words
You leave anyway
Knowing what tonight brings

 

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For some reason the word: Runaway, comes to mind.