One day soon, when he takes the gun and shoots
He will put up his hands, walk away and blame you.
You will scream, bleed, yell out and
The blood will drip down your forehead, drizzle into your eye.
You’ll see red, you’ll be blinded, he’ll tell you it is your fault
But this is where tip 3 will reveal the true assault;
Don’t follow him, don’t question him, don’t even ask why
Just run to the ocean, and wash out your eye.
The salt will sting, and the sand may burn, but the blood will soon clear
And soon, you will learn-
that the gun was there all along,
he simply left things unsaid
But you are stronger now,
You survived a gun to your head.
Love blinds you gals. You are always better off without the guy who hurts you. ALWAYS <3