Boston Preacher Scandal

As innocent as i can be

My fragile heart reminds

Of the one that kept me in his clenches

As we start to loose our minds

Isolated in this room

i am now a forever prisoner

Forever in this doom

And i just want to die

As i'm forced to watch his play

Nothing could ever describe

How i could be living with this guilt and strife.

I'm not allowed to watch the news

But i'm aware of what's happening

My parents are looking,pleading, crippling

He comes down the stairs

With a brown bottle and cigar

I feel scared and unsure

Ac ouple years pass

I sit here staring at a wall

The devil is on my shoulder

Right now i feel so small

The days start to pass quicker than usual

Thats because i've been saved,

The light, it looks so beautiful

I'm in a hospital with my mother beside me

The doctors ask some questions

They asked how many years was i gone, i guessed three

I'm safe and at home in my Boston city

Forgetting about the days of the past

The preachers made me

A man that i wouldn't  ever want to be.