When Will I Be Free?

When will I be free?
I live in fear of the next tirade of abusive words,
I have no friend in my family, no allies,
No one there will believe me or reach out to hold me.
I shame them, I’m different, I need love.

They turn away, their faces show my failures,
I reach out only to be ignored.
I reach out, away from them, to men.
They show me affection, my worth.
But is it truth, or smoke and mirrors?

My life now, reflections of my past,
No one trusts me, I lie, I fear.
They have rejected me, no love,
My man tells me I am to blame,
I am his mistake, he yells, I cry.

I hate him, I hate the abuse, I’m leaving!
I will help myself, no family to help me.
I will take my daughter and leave,
My future will be bright, some way.
I close the door behind me, I’m Free!