Bedtime Storyhush now loverbe still and i will tell you a talea story of my unbending willthere was a time in my pastwhere everything was painand an angry man bleed mehis elation my body's drainhe was blacked out madnesscovered in in that alcohol stenchhe had an endless thirst that only my fear could quenchso he hit and he slicedlaughing at my pleasscarring me both inside and outfor in my agony his insanity was pleaseduntil one night my mind did snapand whilst he sleptmy bags were packedi wonder if for my absence he weptnow sleep my loveand dream of mewhile i pack my bagsto finally be freefor abuses come in