Where does my pain come from,
Down deep in my soul.
All this grief
And disappointment,
Grabs me hard
And refuses to let me go.
My first pain was in my heart,
It squeezed so hard
And ran so deep.
My eyes welled up,
And tears they flowed
The pain stayed there,
And made it a home.
My next big pain,
I was older then
I made him my husband,
And I thought he was a man.
The first time he hit me,
I was confused and crushed
I could not understand.
He hit me so hard,
The blood ran down
All over my chest,
My ears and my toes
He pulled my hair,
And would not let me go.
My heart shrank up,
It idled real slow.
The pain felt like lightening,
And hot burning coals.
And the thunder in my head,
The pain was so tight
I lost all control.
One day I woke up,
To sunshine peaking in.
My heart,
I felt brand new.
I could finally start to heal,
And recover
my new step in life.
I was free once again,
I was on the mend..
I was no longer,
His wife.