Broken Home

[Spyder]

He came home crazed, bit of a slave driver
Lately he changed, mimicked a cagefighter.
Fueled by his rage, combined with his oxy habit
His wife got caught up in the boxing match shit,
A fatal attraction, closed eyes, remembering times of past when
Before drugs turned him into to this violent addict
Need to preoccupy the mind as hes winding back and
Strikes, and as she cries hes laughing.
Every time this happens, she told friends hes changin youll see
Heavy make-up made up her daily routine.
If anyone ask its, sunglasses to mask the black eyes
But cant hide the pain sustained from last night.
it’s the last fight shes repeatedly tellin herself
her concerns are for him and not protectin her health
continually comes home and expects someone else
to be disappointed and again tested through hell.
The police couldn’t help, he has the money for bail
And high connections so hes not coming to jail.
But this abuse was enough, she made some deposits
While he was sleeping, grabbed the gun from the closet,
Held it up, tears trickled down her face as she cocked it
She was finally tired of this place like a mosh pit.
Had to be brave so she raised the gun to his heart
And blew away the man she had loved in the start.
She took the cash, hid the evidence and booked it fast
She hit the road and never once thought of lookin back.

[classthe_king]

I thought this was good. To me the ending was fine, i don't think it needs changing. I don't think you were consistent with your story though. I felt as though alot of thinks were random and you let the rhymes tell your story. Good piece though, flow was excellent.

[Spyder]

thanks guys

[classthe_king]

my bad lol

[Spyder]

really dont need that here