The first look the first blow
you never expect it you never know

The look in your eyes the grip of your hands
The pain of the blast, the falls and the lands

In a room on my own but feeling so trapped
Holding my knees all warm and wrapped

So many thoughts running round my head
So many nights laying awake in bed

No one to tell no one to share
Frightened of finding no one is there

The feeling of freedom so far away
Praying for happiness every second of the day

Never prepared for what he might do
When you see the angels guiding you through

The panic and shock of coming around
Echoes of voices, noises are drowned

The hardest decision is walking away
Being alone, the heartache each day

But nothing can beat the feeling of breaking free
Looking forward to good times and just being me ;)


Lindsey Clayton