The early morning sky held the color of her skin
You’d been gone for days and I couldn’t sleep again
I poured myself a drink to ease my throbbing head
I poured myself another to help me off to bed
Oh and one to feel that happiness that you could never give
And one to help me to forget that this is how we live
Well this is how we live.
She’d been crying for hours, empty bottle on the floor
Hers or mine, I don’t recall and it don’t matter anymore
I took her in my arms and rocked her off to sleep
I went into the bathroom and ran the water warm and deep
And then I did the one that no one can forgive
And I’m reminded every day, every day I live
Every day I live.
The early morning sky gave way to the darkest day
But the look in your eyes was worth all the time I pay
They came for the story but never got the truth
All those years at your hands, the neglect and the abuse
Yeah, the misery of this life, you know I’ve had my fill
But I can sleep in peace each night knowing
No child of mine ever will
~P.S.
2007
Inspired by the John Updike novel, Run, Rabbit, Run
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