I remember the violence, the tears
That bubbled and backed up inside your throat
When you spoke of him when you asked if I could come
And get you at 1AM because he had lost it again
And held a knife to your throat for talking back to him
I remember how defenseless I felt
Hearing your muffled cries through the telephone
Knowing that you were traumatized and all alone
Destroyed by his malicious attempt to silence you
He was such a monster but you loved him anyway
And I wanted to become an overnight assassin
And take vengeance in your name
But there was nothing that I could do
Even though he was manipulating you, terrorizing you
And I wanted so badly to protect you and
Take you away from him so that he couldn't hurt you again
But my spirit was too weak to speak up for you
And your little boy who was only two
Because I had no resources and even less knowledge
On how to save you from the boogie man inside of your closet