I saw her face in the grip of his fist
I saw the words faint at the door of her lips
I saw her eyes selling suffocated cries
She learned how to smile through despairing sighs
I heard the thunderous clap, to her delicate face
I –heard- it
The intimidating grip to her waist
The- you better not expose me and act right in this place
The unspoken rule
I- saw- it
The heart beats crashing through her chest
Wondering if she did it, said it, made it right
Maybe then he would be nice tonight
I- felt -it
He is on the prowl once again
The act to his show has opened
Act one is his charm
Act two is his swarm
To your mind
With words tender and kind
Drowning out all reason
Rendering you blind
So you walk down the isle
All dressed up in style
To sign your life away
He has conquered his prey
But the scenes will end once
By then too late
You now unwillingly participate
In the secret under cover life
The moppet puppet wife
His hand up your back
Pulling your strings
Bruising your rack
Be careful
Beware
Of his deceitful stare
Great decisions should be
Bathed in prayer
Don’t let your longing desire
Cause you to foolishly walk into the fire.