Dare to tell the secret

I take his hair in my fists, and bang him up against the wall;

Angry tears are hot in my cheeks, and I cant see at all.

I often dreampt of this night when he would hear me say

With all my hate and all my rage, the words my fear had hid away.

I kicked and punched until he was down
And held him on the ground.
I griped his face and squeezed real hard like he had done to mine!

I wanted to hear him scream, and I wanted to hear him whine!
But he simply looked up into my eyes,

Remembering my pain, my kicks and cries,

And said "I dare you bitch, tell them what I did that night..."
"Ok, FINE!", I thought, "I'll just do it out of spite!"

My hands are cold and clamy,

But i'll be damned if I let that stop me.

My mouth is wide open, words hanging from my lips,

Mind sailing full speed ahead like propellers on great ships,

I feel them clawing up my throat, tearing as they come,

Just another second now and I will have finally won

Back my peace of mind, my body, my soul
And once again become whole....





....But no matter how hard I push myself, or what I try to do,
My heart wont let these words go, because that might make them true.