Happy days die...but some survive

After all this has passed
I still will remain
After I've cried my last
There'll be beauty from pain

It ended in a simple way
But it felt like the end of my day
I realize, I don't know you at all
I know that this is a goodbye
I shouldn't set my hopes so high
Right when I was just about to fall

I told myself
'Don't get attract'
But I just couldn't hold it back
Now my head spinns faster
Than the way she danced with you

This is falling in love
In the cruelest way
This was falling for you
When you are worlds away

Don't leave..be here
But you are with her
And I break down
'Cause it's not fair
That you're not around

Everytime I look at you
I can hardly say a thing
My head starts to spin
And it hits me
'cause I'm falling for you

And all I wanna do
Is be next to you
But I'm too scared to fight
It doesn't matter what I do
You are on my mind

Loving you like this
Is such sweet sorrow
Why won't you
Give it a try?
I'll be here today
And here tomorrow
Not to have you around
Lets me die

All I really wanna say is
'I need you'
But how could you understand?
What happens if you turn away?
And everything turns cold and grey
And I just wish I never told you
What's on my mind

Loving you like this
Is such sweet sorrow
Why won't you
Give it a try?
I'll be here today
And here tomorrow
Not to have you around
Lets me die

I could go back
To every hug
No, I don't really remember anymore
But I know all the steps
I fell down to the door
But you can't see the bruises anymore

I could talk to the wind
Could talk to the sky
Or to the man
with the reasons why
But there's nothing left to find

I keep my eyes wide open
Even though I'm too tired at night
For all this pain
But still I'm right here hoping
That it'll leave with the rain

I could stand up
And tell you what's wrong
But do I really have to go that far?
And I could lay down
Cry all day long
But I don't wanna let this start

I talk to myself
I talk to the tears
And to the man
Who put me here
So just wait for the sky to clear

I keep my eyes wide open
Even though I'm too tired at night
For all this pain
But still I'm right here hoping
That it'll leave with the rain


I could go back to every hug
But no, I can't remember anymore

She got home late this night. Even though she is eighteen now, he still acts like if she was a little child he could hold sway over. And the worst part is: She lets him do. Why admits she to let him do this to her? There is nothing good about being a victim and although everyone believes the opposite, she tried to get out of this situation. Everyone is thinking she was okay with it and it could not be that bad, if she does not do anything, but the only reason why she still lets this happen to her is pride and fear. Pride to show that she has broke down, pride to confess how hurt she really is. Because she knows he can take away everything from her, everything but her pride and dignity. And there is fear. A lot of fear, the strongest thing ever. Yes, what if she begs for help. Nothing can ever protect her from him. Even if anyone makes inquiries, it would be too hard to find any evidences and then she will be alone with him, his fist and his anger. No matter where she'd try to hide, he would find her. And so, it would be better just to hold on and wait for next year, when its time to move away for studies.
So she got home late this night. Not the first time, but he was still awake, drunk and angry - without any obvious reason why. But he needs no reason to hurt her. He stood up, stumbled towars her (in his drunk condition) and thrusted his 'little girl' that hard, that she fell agains the cupboard. Than he took her hands, almost smooshing them and pressed them agains the wood. 'You are hurting me, please, let me go' she said, but he didn't listend and just talked something disjointed she didn't understand. While her wrists almost got smooshed by his fists, he quickly turned around and knocked her down. With the cold, hard tiles under her shivering body, she felt that helplessy and weak like everytime he punched her down. Yanking on her hair, he shouted out many insulting, abusing and hurting words and she tried to fight. Get rid of his hands, tried to kick him away from her and to protect her face with her arm, but nothing worked. No screaming, no begging or crying made him stop. Just after the door shut with a loud bang, it was like he gathered his wits. Looking at his daughter, lying under his hands, shaking and crying with a bleeding nose, he stood up and while mumbling something unintelligible, he left the room.
She just lied there, waiting 'til it got dark in front of her eyes and the shadows took away the pain.