A Painful Ride: My Marriage
When each night you hold my hand,
suddenly I feel I’m in the sky,
The earth my servant, the sun my ride
and with every moment a lifetime of ecstacy.
You ride me all night long,
only when you want to replay the song.
My emotions, my respect mean none to you,
only because my parents choose you for me.
I wish this would not be,
you riding me to hurt me, break me and satisfy you.
My cries, my weeping mean none to you,
oh why do you ride to only satisfy you.
Earlier we had love,a home and a family,
but now its bricks and a house seen so shabbily.
I pray to the Lord to make things the same,
when you held my hand and my ride the sun became.
I had always felt your love would never subside,
and the family with the sand never flow aside….never flow aside….never flow aside….
