I sat there with my heart in my hand
Broken-hearted and unable to understand
My daughter and I were scared and crying in the car
This time he had really gone too far
Was it my fault? Did I make him do this to me?
I was hurt and confused but finally free!
You see, every night I’d go to bed fearing for my life
The day came he tried to kill me with a knife
As he beat me, our daughter looked so scared
I saw the devil inside him as his emotions flared
How could he hurt me if he said he cared?
I was four months pregnant. He showed no remorse
Savagely hurting me with incredible force
I still wondered “Could my kids have been next?”
Never knowing how far he could go if I put him to the test
He later wrote me from jail apologizing
Sending letters and drawings that were truly mesmerizing
My dad would always hit my mom
No one’s perfect, he’s not the only one…
Right? … Wrong!
I’ve decided it stops here, with me
There will be no more violence in my family