Slam goes the door, smash goes your heart as it shatters like glass.
by Jane Tomlin
She did it again, she got too close and now you have to suffer.
Blood runs down your face where he threw the plate at your head. You already have your bags packed, all you have to do is walk out the door and never look back. But somehow you can't, your soul will not muster enough courage.
You continue to live your life like this, with a disagreement each and every night. You're still wondering, what would have happened if I'd left!
You've missed the chance to find out now.And you will spend the rest of your life like this.
Trapped, wondering and you long for the freedom you were given the chance to take.