Field of Dead

So this is how the story goes
That led to the field of dead
Where I am now sleeping
With a bullet in my head

What happened that fateful night
Only I will ever know
But it hurt me deeply
And forced me to feel I must go

There were so many days the hurt me
But I held my head high through them all
But so many times I broke down
So many times I had to fall

So many times I was left crawling
But I always came back crawling for more
You would always find me broken down
Laying broken by your door

You would pick me up and dust me off
And what was broken would be fixed
But you would then yell and scream
Oh how my feelings were forever mixed

You would tell me I was dumb
Pushing me and say
That this was all my fault
This was your game to play

I was too scared to leave
Afraid of what you might do
So I did what I did
To end this thing with you

I couldn't take your abuse any longer
And I couldn't leave your side
Or you would hurt me even more
That would make me wish I would die

So running down the hallway
And locking behind the door
I picked up the gun
This is what I'm living for

So as you pretended to cry at my funeral
You knew it was you that pushed me to my grave
But you would never tell anyone of our lie
But just pretend that you were brave

Telling everyone I had mental issues
Making me seem like I'm insane
But I know you can see my ghost
And I'll haunt you for causing me pain

Samantha
Written in Blood

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