She walks away without one single tear,
Knowing in her heart all she has ever known is fear,
The constant abuse never seemed to end at all,
Even when many times police and friends she inevitably call,
She seemed to walk the same fate her own mother once lived,
The only differnece is her mother is in a grave, and she is still a victim,
It doesn’t make sense to live like this at all,
You would think that in all common sense she would just walk away tall,
But somehow hour by hour, day by day, she would constantly stay,
It was all she would hold onto for she did not think she was worth a dam,
It is guilt that was filled in her mind for years, what a sham,
Everyday she changes into something she was never at all, an angry, bitter woman, often feeling hate,
Never wanting to love again, and teaching her children the same fate.
I want the world to know there is something better that can change a lot of lives.
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