You're trapped in this body.
A body that has been beaten, broke, ****** and bruised.
You’re stuck behind your own walls, and you're afraid to come out
I don't blame you, I would be too.
You're so confused.
The one man you loved locked you behind your own walls.
How could you fathom the idea of love?
Certainly not me, so I could never blame you.

Don't you get it?
You pushed me,
past my comfort zone.
You bent me,
beyond repair.
You filled me,
with lies and false hopes.
You used me,
for my body.
You turned my never-ending smile,
into an irreversible frown.

Her favorite dress
hangs in her closet.
Just like her head
hangs to watch the floor.
The dress sparkles, and
her eyes used to shine
just as bright.
She no longer wears it
in fear that you’ll
be looking up or down it.
She’ll be taken advantage of
one more time
before she says
her final goodbyes.