I hear the floor stream
Closer and nearer toward my room entryway
I endeavor to remain calm stowing away under the spreads
Despite the fact that I know he will discover me
I trust he doesn't hear my pulse
Or then again hear me imploring God will ensure me today around evening time
In any case, as I do I begin since I know
TONIGHT'S ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS
At the point when GOD JUST DOESN'T HEAR ME
I let out one more wail
Also, the entryway swings open
The lobby light sparkles in
Be that as it may, murkiness emanates off him
So solid
He has a grin all over
Nothing will stop him
I cannot protect myself
He gets over me holding me down
As I attempt to dismiss
He pulls me back covering my mouth
I am excessively frightened, making it impossible to relax
Half a month cruise by
I hear him groaning my name
While staggering around the house
Closer and nearer he is strolling toward me
Presently he is on my bed
What's more, before he even touches me
I start to cry as I ponder
Where is God today?
This time I battle back
I shout
I cry
Be that as it may, he has approaches to quiets me down.
I do all that I can to extricate his grasp
He's stinging me so terrible yet won't let me go
NO
He won't let me go
Not until the point when he is done
He abandons me lying there
To consider what I have lost
"I'm sad" isn't sufficient
He doesn't understand what it has taken a toll
An additional couple of weeks cruise by
The disgrace continues deteriorating
Excessively perplexed, making it impossible to tell
Despite the fact that its so difficult to shroud this agony
For a long time
I probably been terrible that night
I hear him coming nearer as I'm lying on the floor
Master I would do anything
On the off chance that you would shield him from strolling through that entryway
Yet, he does
I at long last acknowledge I am in solitude
Nobody to ensure me
Nobody who can spare me...
So I lie down to take it
In any case, he tosses me on the bed
Furthermore, influences me to remember my most exceedingly awful apprehensions
When I simply need to be dead
I would prefer not to slaughter myself
I simply need to pass on
God, why have you relinquished me?
Would you be able to not see the tears I cry?
