Sitting under a bruised sky the bitter
Sting of tears kissing my cheeks.
A love that is nothing more than a pile of dried leaves, waiting to be swept away.

Shattered dreams feeling ashamed
Feeling broken.
Its getting harder to hide black eyes
Escape planned.

Slipping out into the cold darkness the
Bitter icy chill takes my breath away.
But I am free now and I feel safe for
The first time in years.

Don't hope for things to change because they won't.
Don't make excuses for them because
There is no excuse anyone hitting
Another person.

Don't suffer in silence walk and never
Look back.