I have seen the ruins of alcohol,

It is my father’s mating call!
Drunk light or heavy
He still drives his goddamn Chevy.

Stumbling into his sacred ground
He lays my mommy a swift and heavy pound.

Many tears are shed

As she pled,

For that she is only kicked in the head…
She picks herself up and I see her black eye

And she tells me I must not cry,


My only wish is to die.



God never graced me with this pleasure

So I kept living through this displeasure.




Life and holidays resemble being merry

To me it was very scary…


Being sent to school
Was very cruel,

For throughout the day
I would pray

That I would go home and find my mommy alive

Not an ambulance in the drive.
I am now an adult and feel grown

But I still fear that one day someone will call me on my telephone

Just to tell me

Your mommy is now free.

By the hand of my daddy she is now dead


And the memories are still vivid in my head.

I am now free from this horror

My life is now in great uproar.



I will always fear this way of life


And for this reason I can’t be someone’s wife.

People ask me why did she stay?!

And I tell you because she could not betray:


A man who would have killed her either way

For living there or far away.

Now my daddy is in prison,

Need I state the reason?

Us children left behind,

Now you tell me this world is kind?

Who ever said that life is a bowl of cherries:

SHOULD BE SHOT IN THE HEAD~
