Doors

She's looking in the mirror
nursing her face, lose tooth cut lip
but she still puts up with it.

Friday night and she is running scared
and he is drinking hard
he will soon be home
with his wandering hand
beer sex that's his plan.

And if she don't, it's another door
she walked in to
but how many more?

A drunken advance
with out any love
no sweetness or velvet glove.

Now he sleeps in a drunken slumber
she gets up to wash away his desire
but his seeds have started her fire.

It burns her as she starts to make her plans
on how to rid herself
of this evil husband.

But she is lost and weak
she goes back to bed to sleep
and when she wakes up
there will be more
another day another door.