Face Down (Lyrics) / The night I left

Journal one : The night I left

Did he feel like a man when he pulled the covers off of you? Making you lay there crying yourself to sleep and fearing he will do more.

Did he feel like a man when he called you a slut,whore, and broke things.

Did he feel like a man the night you came home to find the door locked and he's trying to keep you out.
Did he feel like a man when you open the door and he is putting his hands around your neck. You step back but you find he's not letting go and feeling his grip around your neck. He finally lets go but clearly left marks where his hands once laid.

That moment it hits you like a semi truck, your looking at a total stranger. This is not the man you was looking at 16 years before ,while you are standing in a beautiful white wedding gown and standing before God telling this man "I will." He talked about family and values but all you got was years of I'm sorry and him passed out on the bathroom floor.

Nothing matter any more, you knew it was time to leave. You didn't even cry knowing it was over.

Did he feel like a man as he took a whole bottle of hand lotion and poured it all over your head. You stood there and allow him to do this.

As you drive away with lotion caked in your hair and only a few of your clothes, all you can feel is nothing. You feel numb from all the years of his drugs and alcohol. A part of you died that night but as you drove away you might have felt numb but you also felt so alive!


This story is actual accounts the night I left my husband. My husband was a drug addict and an alcoholic. I spent years trying to get him to quit, but the night he put his hands around my neck it was like a wake up call. He was walking a path I did not want to walk any more.

I hear all the time about others who have died at the hands from their spouse. I hope anyone who is in this kind of situation will find the strength to get out.