I thirst for help before it’s to late
I stand alone in the darkness as I lay
the might of his fist feels like burning coal
the power of his kick ordains the soul
the fire in his eyes makes you blind
but my cry for help you can not find
I need help and someone to help me now
he won’t let me leave him so I don't know how
he is passive and controlling
as he push me around my body rolling
I don't think I can save myself
someone listen to my cry for help
Done By: Passion
