To Create. To Live

Stop It

Stop

It hurts

Why won't you stop?

Please

You always insist

On dragging me down

Stop it

I can't handle it

It hurts to much

I don't want

To fear for my life

Every day

Because of you

I'm crying

Broken and bruised

Stop it

Before I stop

Stop trying to hold on

To what little I have left

Stop before there's blood

Its not a threat

I wouldn't hurt you

No

The one who'll die

Is me