Classic catostrophe
She sips her water wondering
Wondering what wonders life will bring
Waiting for the day
She'll find the courage she needs to say
End the violence end the pain
As he swings she screams the name in vain
She stops struggling, she lets go
Which angers him more or so
He walks away
Yet she begs him to stay
Through the blood and the bruise
She has nothing else to lose
He is all she has left to hold
So she knows this is how she will grow old
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