You believe you are the master of my body, my soul and my life,

just because we are husband and wife.

You think this gives you the right to do whatever you please,

including making me bow down to you while on my knees.

I’m trying to remember the things I’ve said to you,

to make you do the awful things you do.

You get angry at the drop of a hat, and suddenly everything is okay.

I love you are the first words you say.

From there it’s I’m sorry over and over again.

Like those two words can take away the pain.

The bruises you imprint on my body will go away in a few days,

But the ones to my esteem are there to stay.

So if you love me like you say you do.

Don’t hit me anymore until I’m black and blue.

Don’t dampen my spirits or strangle my esteem,

let me be as open minded, free spirited and bravely loquacious as you seem.

You try your best to be a strong man and put me in my place,

But I know wish you were as strong as I, so you beat me to save face.

But if you were a true man you would know

real men don’t hit women to boost their egos.

They cherish their women like the queens they are,

And walk beside them, so together they can go far.

But today I take back my independence, and I am no longer your wife,

From now on I am the master of my body, and my life.

My soul  is in the hands of God, to mold as he pleases,

for he is my true master, in this I do believe.

Can you say the same, you shall find out on judgment day,

what god has planned for your soul, so you had better pray.