She stayed quiet & chained, too tired, too weak to think He knew that she would stay as he poured another drink She was so beaten down, she didn't even disagree While he was ******* around she told people she was happy He took full advantage of a love he never deserved When would she call his bluff? When would her voice be heard? Would there ever come a day, that her pain would find a way and her rage would blow him away? No one would blink an eye but she would still probably cry While everyone was asking why, she was not able to say good- bye To the man who held her down so, he could keep her in check, face pushed into the ground, and kept his foot on her neck When would she break free, be who she wanted to be not a victim of brutality Why would she dare to disagree?
Married to a narcissist, just saw the truth. It was never me, I tried & tried. I am not trying anymore. I am being heard at last and in control.