I wish I had the power to talk
To crack that door and just walk
Escaping those awful ****** walls
Exposing the nasty midnight calls

It was a beautiful day of winter
When I had the biggest splinter
Now stuck here unable to sing
Witnessing the pain one can bring

The first time put me in a shock
Tied on the bed still like a rock
Bruised and abused left in the dark
Deafening sobs now he seized to bark

Storms came through that famous door
It was like a vicious unit going to war
Targeted attacks while taking turns
Like a machine gun painting burns

Cheers and laughs everything in line
For once it started with a good sign
Quickly like a switch he became calm
Taking power with the knife in her palm

Things went sour for him this time
He was just like an old rusty dime
Now her mission came to a stop
When there won’t be any lives to drop

One more thing before she leaves
Burning this house of stolen dreams
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Vanishing herself with his eternal lust

The fire is out and I was left alone
Happy but black like a lava stone
Ready to be down and never be tall
For I was that man’s bedroom wall