Author's Note: This doesn't relate to me...just something I wrote years ago.

Beaten by the hand

Pulled by the hair

Face smothered in cocaine

Needles shot up the arm

Want to go home

But he won't let you

Want to run and hide

But he will find you

Only wanting one thing

But as you can see he gave you more

He fucked you over

Till he bruised you in pain

Black and blue is all you are

Frightened within

Want to go home

But he won't let you

If you leave he will find you

He will kill you for sure.