Moving in the wrong direction.

When did I become
The back seat passenger
of my own lifes car?

Moving in the wrong direction

Can't you people see
Or feel my heart's
affection

How this process
Removes my progress
Placing unwanted stress

The horrors he won't
Confess

My body Back in that
crinkly blood stained
dress

No more...............

Stop the car....... Get out

We are not going
The same way

Taking back the wheel
Leaving today

I am human too
With alot to say

You have no rights
To treat me this way

No more ( past ) shall i visit
My suffering in your hand's

No more redirection
Your feverish commands

Taking back my heart
Within my own hands

We are not a union
Never shall we join hands

You listen to no one
Don't even understand

dragging me backwards
through the roughest sand

Gravel road to nowhere
Bleeding upon command

Now I'm moving forward
Never shall you pause
My beating heart

My love it shall keep on
fighting for a Cause

My children's safety
Escaping threatening claws.