Words From Soul

It's Too Late

Your words are harmless yet so painful.
Then you made it much better by grabbing a handful, of my hairs,
And then you were kicking and punching me,
But some part of me knew that someday I'll be free.

The pain you made me go through,
For the reason that I should get stronger as I grew.
Then this thing called love, as per what you said,
Was something I never really deserved.

The days went with muffled screams,
The nights filled with horrible dreams.
But the highlights of the day were the evenings,
As you gave me your bad touches and endless beatings.

I tried to run, I tried to hide,
But the luck was never on my side.
You tied me, you punished me,
But I still believed that someday somehow I'll be free.

You made cuts on my veins, you choked me,
But nothing ever enough to kill me, completely.
The only time when I wrote my own fate,
Was the time when doctors said we'll not be able to save her, it's too late.