Ure weapons of death

I cant breathe

it's pitch black and i cant see

im still tryin to grasp whats goin on

why am i dyin

why can i feel a tightning around my throat

why are my wrist stinging

the tightning grip around my throat loosens

everything gets clearer

finally its clear to me

that you once again strangled me with your rope of lies

& u once again cut my with your knife of many excuses

to this day you are still poisioning me with your pills of dirty deeds

and youre still blacking my eyes with your fists of fake love

when my heart cries out for ur love u take ure many weapons and slowly kill me with them

im a victim of not physical but emotional and mental abuse