I look to the sky
Wishing to God
He would just stop
But it never helps
He just keeps striking at me
And the blood still flows
The bruises still appear
The lies still pour out my mouth
To cover the truth,
To cover the pain
I hold inside
But it is for a fact that later
The blade will run against my skin
And show that im still here,
And im still breathing
To take another blow
From you
