To much to bare
I was that quiet girl that never spoke
who never lied and never took
I never cried and never smiled
who never had a chance to go to trial
I had the bruises you never saw
the scratch marks from the monsters claws
I knew you but you didn't know me
you was always drunk and sleeping
you raped and beat me every day you could
something I never understood
I loved you but not like you loved me
something that no one could ever see
I want a family and children with you
but that was something I didnt have a chance to do
I tried to leave
and you caught me
you yelled and screamed and kept hitting
you never stopped to my screaming
now im bloodied and dying on the floor
you grab a beer and and say get up you whore
I don't listen and you hit me again
my heartbeat is faint and tears slide down my chin
I will never give birth to the child I hold
I will never be able to age and grow old
But one thing for sure is you will never hurt anyone again
for WE are gone and you are in prison
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