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by Someone special.. Apr 27, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I lay there were you threw me I lay there very still I lay there o so quietly Hoping i wouldn't be killed I hope to god in heaven That he will not come back tonight I pray as i cannot move That he will go without a fight Its not my fault I'm weak And i didn't know it mattered I'm sorry that i couldn't fight But now all my blood is splattered Across this floor it sprayed As you punched me in the face The blood is sticky in my hair Trickling down for me to taste The gash in my leg Is bleeding too much I think I'm going to go now And i will go without a fuss I just want to say i hate you For hurting me everyday I hope you rot in prison And that will make you pay You come in to the room And you whisper in my ear "Innocent until proved guilty" BUT I WILL PROVE HIM GUILTY FOR ALL OF YOU TO HEAR