Elsewhere

He's gone elsewhere tonight.

 Don’t worry your pretty little head, little one

Daddy’s gone elsewhere tonight

You don’t have to worry about the

Look he gets in his eyes

When he’s had too much to drink

And when the liquor just wasn’t enough

To declaw the demon in his mind.

 

Don’t lose any sleep, little one,

Daddy’s gone elsewhere again tonight

And he’s taken his brown bottle with him

To the place where we wish he wouldn’t leave.

When he’s elsewhere we are safe

And when he’s elsewhere we’re okay

That is why we must leave.

 

Don’t be scared, little one.

We’re going elsewhere tonight.

So pack your bags and get dressed.

We’re leaving for the next train leaving town.

Don’t waste your time looking over your shoulder

He’s not here, he doesn’t know,

He’s gone elsewhere.

 

Where is elsewhere you ask?

Elsewhere is anywhere but here.

Elsewhere can be our safe haven

Elsewhere can be our hell on earth.

Elsewhere…

Elsewhere…

Safe Haven…

Hell.

 

We’ll find out when we get there.

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews?

Reviews

[StoryTailor]

I don't know much about poetry, I'm not the best jusge of whether this is good or bad. THat, and I spelled judge wrong. Don't blame me... it's dark. THat's marvelously off topic though. My point is, even though I can't spell in the dark, and I'm not a good poet, I enjoyed reading this. Haha, one day, I'll visit this elsewhere they speak of, I'll come back with a well detailed report of my esperiences there. And I spelled experiences wrong. Maybe I'm blind... Well, a good poem, I liked it.
... guess that's it. Great write!