I open my eyes, My room covered in cigarette fume. The taste of last night's sin down my throat and the smell of filth permeates my skin
I stared at the clock 6:30 AM No wonder he's gone.. The kids are off to school..
I got into shower. No water can clean me after last night, But it would happen again as it always does.. I want it to happen again.
One way or another This will stop He will stop I will have no say when that time comes.
For I am just another woman, I will never be the Mother I will never be the Wife In the end When the carnal hunger stops So will my existence.