Crazy thing is Sometimes I really like the rain The pitter patter of the water on the glass window pane Creates the drumming of memories Of the time of the past When laughter danced through This barren household. What memories we shared Until that one time Where you struck me And both our worlds ended I couldn't take it I couldn't take it any more. All the abuse All the emotional pain All the tears It needed to end. So it did And now there is just Rain
Its pass domestic violence awareness month if you are being abused please try to seek help and if you know someone suffering please seek help for them. The time is now to stand up for the abused children, men and women.