Bottled Up Tears

She’s bottled up the tears but they’re fixing to spill

Her body is trembling so she can not keep still

She would do anything to not feel this pain

But the hurtful words keep replaying across her brain

She longs to be happy but she’s all out of smiles

Her heart’s been drug through the mud for many miles

She’s a slave to chaos ’cause she’s never known peace

She chooses to stay knowing the abuse will never cease

She’s so many women with a pure heart of gold

But they feel guilt and shame so their story will never be told