Bruised

I was always nice to you,
but you didn't care.
you'd kick me and beat me
and throw me by my hair.

i screamed and cried,
but that only aroused you.
i tried to fight back,
but you laughed like you always do.

i knew i couldn't win,
maybe that's what stopped me.
you kept torturing me...
you wouldn't let me be.

you murdered my heart,
and now i die.
i hate myself now,
so i sit down and i cry.

life is pointless now.
yet i can't get away.
i will find a way to die,
but before i do, you must pay.