Why

You hit me, kicked me, and called me names,
When I asked why you said I was to blame,

Still to this day I just don't understand,
How you could hit me and call yourself a man,

For years and years I put up with the beatings,
You once hit me in the face for going to a work meeting,

You tore me down and broke me day in and day out,
I never would have approached you if I knew what you were about,

Year after year I asked myself why,
Why the f**k are you with this guy,

At the time I would have done anything for you,
Now when asked about you I give a blank stare and say who,

I never got a straight answer when I just wanted to know why,
So after 5 years I finally got the courage to say goodbye,

The reason that I left the ring on your nightstand,
Is because you bought it and I didn't want it on my hand,

The very last straw is when we thought I was pregnant maybe,
Found out I was, you hit me and killed our baby,

Twelve f*****g years since the day I met you,
If I could go back I'd have skipped that class too,

You haunt me everyday and every night,
All I remember is trying not to fight,

You'll never know how much I despise your existence,
There's no where I could go to get enough distance,

I wish as hard as I can that someday soon you'll die,
But still after that I'll still never know why,

I think if I could just find out,
I could erase you completely without a doubt,

But as of right now I'll still always wonder,
And pray for the day you're put 6 feet under.