Palace Of Despair
He broke me, dragged me
to his dingy white van
I could not stand, bruised
and waving out of reality
for how could he do this to me
Even that night beneath the stars
passed the school bells and its walls
Screamed at me, galvanized my steps
He took me here to his van to kidnap me.
his physical oppression tore at me, leaving me
in utter darkness and into the palace of despair
I only sat there wondering why, how and hate
filled my heart with raw gumption
For too many years i laid bare, bruised and open
I could not bare, I could not stand
this sight of him.
I was left bruised and shut in to my own
palace of despair.
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