Beaten While Weak

Another strike to the head and I fall

The unrelenting amounts of death I saw

I hear the screams when I render blindly

Every fear of life I've left behind me

My bruised skin is tearing thin

Outside I'm bleeding but its so painful within

I seem to recognize everything so clear

Only until what I know has to disappear

I hope illogically this will all die

When I raise my head up high

I've known easily I can slip and leave

However my will still choose to breathe