Your Anger

Your anger and your rage scares me. All i can see is your hand coming up, I can already imagine the pain shooting into my face. So i try to tell you to stay calm, because you know that it scares me. I don't want to end up all beat up and bruised, like my mother once was. But every time we argue that is all that i can see. When you scream i begin to shake uncontrollably because i am scared. So when you are finally calm. You tell me that you are sorry for getting so mad. I tell you it is okay and that you know it scares me. You tell me 'baby i'd never hurt you'. And i know you wont. But your anger still scares me. It make me believe the worst. I can still imagine your hand coming up and the pain, even though i know that you will never hurt me.