"Domestic Truths"

I woke up in bed

Not alone

Being touched by another

Amanda lay prone

I told her to stop

'Get the fuck out"

Got out from under her

Began to block

Picked up my cell

Went to the hall

Dodged her fist

As it hit the wall

I went to the bedroom

To avoid the fight

Locked the door

Hoping for a better night

After she kicked in

My bedroom door

I dodged the punches

We toppled to the floor

She grabbed my cell

Busted the screen

The number to call

Were all unseen

I grabbed another

Phone to call

She heard me talking

Ran down the hall

I needed help

So I called the Police

Now I sit in jail

Awaiting release

While she sits at home

A smile on her face

My Daughter in her arms

Another guy at my place

I'm not mad

She'll get what's coming

When the scales of justice tilt

You'll see her come running

Running for the help

She lost long ago

I'm no longer there

This hand let go

Now she'll fall

It's a long way down

In memories of lives shattered

Slowly, she'll drown...