As someone who survived a tremendous abusive relationship in all facets of abuse, I read this song as a fellow survivor, flying with a broken wing.
She was an angel of a person to endure a wretch like himself; he knew when he met her she was super special, an angel, whether or not he could bring himself to liken her to it, but nonetheless she loved him, the broken man he knew deep down that he was. It was only a matter of time before he would refuse her even being able to come and go on her own. Narcissists don't reveal their true selves until the knot is tied, and the oppression escalates gradually. He knew her schedule, knew to look for her leaving by the door; he never dreamed she'd escape through an open window.
In desperation, when we pray to God for answers to our grief, He provides a window of escape. I think her belief in Christ gave her the open window she sought.
He thought he could keep her grounded by squelching her spirit; he was wrong. In reality we don't become angels when we die, so I don't believe there is a foreshadowing suggesting she committed suicide. I made my escape leaving the backdoor curtain blowing in the wind. I had written him many, many times; in fact, that last note was the easiest to write, but hardest for me to conceive.
I can attest, psychological abuse maims you physiologically, but despite her ailment, she flew... and soars ...still. She's always looking over her shoulder, at least I am... but keeping an eye on the sky, looking to God, as she always had and always will.
It is this act that allows soaring beyond all circumstances, especially abuse.
As someone who survived a tremendous abusive relationship in all facets of abuse, I read this song as a fellow survivor, flying with a broken wing.
She was an angel of a person to endure a wretch like himself; he knew when he met her she was super special, an angel, whether or not he could bring himself to liken her to it, but nonetheless she loved him, the broken man he knew deep down that he was. It was only a matter of time before he would refuse her even being able to come and go on her own. Narcissists don't reveal their true selves until the knot is tied, and the oppression escalates gradually. He knew her schedule, knew to look for her leaving by the door; he never dreamed she'd escape through an open window.
In desperation, when we pray to God for answers to our grief, He provides a window of escape. I think her belief in Christ gave her the open window she sought.
He thought he could keep her grounded by squelching her spirit; he was wrong. In reality we don't become angels when we die, so I don't believe there is a foreshadowing suggesting she committed suicide. I made my escape leaving the backdoor curtain blowing in the wind. I had written him many, many times; in fact, that last note was the easiest to write, but hardest for me to conceive.
I can attest, psychological abuse maims you physiologically, but despite her ailment, she flew... and soars ...still. She's always looking over her shoulder, at least I am... but keeping an eye on the sky, looking to God, as she always had and always will. It is this act that allows soaring beyond all circumstances, especially abuse.