Too Scared...Too Late

Sometimes I just don't understand
what happens to people, what happens to man.
Why is it that ones heart can be so cold
To someone they love more than gold?
I thought it was supposed to be great,
I thought it was special, I thought it was faith.
He tells me that he loves me, but he causes so much pain.
Why does he hit me and make me feel disdain?
I'm tired of lying. NO, I did not fall.
He pushed me down the stairs, and into the wall.
I don't know what to do. Who do I tell?
But I'm too afraid to talk, he'll put me through more hell.
I'll just call the cops, I'll tell them that I lied.
Oh, God, here he comes! I have to hide.
I hear him coming to me. He's yelling. He's mad.
I know that this one...this one's going to be bad.
He's hitting me now. I'm crying and screaming.
But he won't stop. He just keeps beating.
It's all getting blurry now. I don't feel it anymore.
I think I must be dieing. I'll rest now on the floor.