Living In The Light
A soul
Deeper then the ocean
Hair wild
Like the summer breeze
Nothing was holding her down
Until he caught her eye
He tied her down
With a heavy ring
She didn't see
Couldn't believe
What she was seeing
In those dark eyes
Flashing
Like lightening
Across a late summer sky
She saw something pure evil
Too late
She was too late
Found out just a second too late
They looked picture perfect
Her summer dress
Hugging curves
Make up
On a doll face
But no one looked too deep
No one could see
The bruises
Under that make up
Covering the truth
The ugly raw truth
His fist
Raised and ready
For a fight
And she could smell the whiskey
Off him tonight
Enough
Was enough
She swore
Under her breath
One more time
Give me one more reason
She was ready for a fight
She was ready
For this to be the last night
He took his fist
To her face
She was done
An angel falling from grace
No one was going to save her
But her
And she was ready
To fight
Fist to fist
She told him
Come get me
If you're man enough
Chin raised high
All those bruises
Shining bright
For the angels to see
The fire
Burning in her eyes
The truth
Burning through the lies
She was ready
To fight
For this night
To be over
And now
She wears no make up
Not a single bruise
In sight
She sleeps alone at night
No man holding her down
Pinning her
In the corner
Like a caged animal
She's a free bird
Burning bright
Living in the light
Finally out of the shadows
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