Saturday she set forth on a journey She casted away the waves of her past Creating a promise to herself to never go back Never be the same To never be that girl again - the one that runs She always ran from him - whenever he struck she would run, run and hide and cry her eyes out But not anymore - Now she was done He was gone and she was running for the last time
Friday the previous day, she have endured the last she couldn't do it anymore so that night when he struck She ran to the kitchen and grabbed the knife He didn't thnk she would so he teased and teased Until she snapped He came towards her to get the knife from her, but she warned him Told him to stay away He didn't listen and kept going
Last thing I remember is washing the blood off my hands after leaving the bridge