I was beaten down like I was a punching bag. Only hitting me because it was fun. I was told I love you. Even though those were just words. They had such great power in my head. Could make me your slave. I would do everything for you. No matter how much pain. You did just that. You'd torture my brain. 

From the beginning its always been me who should be blamed. For why we are so violent. Why we fight with such rage.

I'd wish you'd show me you loved me. Rather than say it. Those words are like jewels now. It's rare I'll ever say it. If I tell you I love you. Just know I mean it.