You need to put your foot down
It's dragged on long enough
Fourteen years with him
You need to lose the cuffs
This is insanity! The guy is sly
When he comes around pieces of you die
Playing games constantly
Your eyes are cloudy ….You can't see
He tinkers with your head,
A puppet master pulling all the thread
He's already thinking of dropping you like a dime
Once he gets a taste of the other one she'll become his prime
I'm begging you! Leave right now and don't look back!
He knows exactly how to fill your life with plaque
Listen to your heart. It knows you the best
If he really loved you than you wouldn't have cut your wrist
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem