These feelings inside,
Were shot and beat.
I still believed in you
And the things you said.
I would listen to you,
Night and day . . .
Always coming and going,
Saying those special words.
But I never actually knew,
If the feelings you actually spoke of,
Were always to be true . . .

I remember the days
That I was happy to hear your voice,
Ring through my ears,
Like a grand charm.
As I would hop in the car,
And share all the good times we had . . .
We would laugh and sing,
Have good old times,
The time would sure fly by . . .
The night would come,
And I would bundle up next to you.
Watch T.V. and enjoy the things we did that very grand day.
But what happened now?
Those days are gone and lost . . .
Your girlfriend would promise,
To keep up in good care.
But what really happened,
I just wish I wasn’t there.

It was cold and rainy,
And the screaming began.
The hitting, the pounding,
I could not bare to stand.
Brother would protect me,
From the evilness in front of me,
The pounding,
The smashing,
The voices clashing,
I hoped not to see. . .
But to this very day,
It has affected . . . Greatly

Now these days,
The ones I stand without a father.
Are just as hurtful as the days with one.
I still remember the good days,
I laugh and smile as the thoughts cross my mind.
But I also remember the bad ones,
That would bring tears to my eyes.
I’ve had enough of the promises,
Or what I call : “the never true words”
These things pass through in my mind,
Never in a blur. . .
I tried to erase the bad memories,
As my head would stir. . .

Now,
You say you’re doing good.
I am proud of what you accomplished,
Yet sad on what you started.
I haven’t seen you in quite a while,
It has seemed like years since I have talked to you,
And smiled . . .
I hope this time you mean what you are saying,
I hope those “never true words” actually stick to your head.
Maybe this time . . .
Ill be happy about what you said . . .
 
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