I'm not sure how much more of this I can handle,
The bruises are starting to physically show.
You keep punching me, slashing me, grazing me,
Yet wrapping me up so it's impossible to say no.
Your strength will undoubtedly be the cause of it,
I look forward to that one final blow to my soul.
Watching it shatter before my eyes, as they close.
You, Love, have been unfaithful and it's taking it's toll.
Why can't you leave me alone like you did before?
Stop laughing at me! I know I'm not strong without you,
But no matter what you say, I don't deserve this.
Fuck off, I can't take it anymore, we're through.
Are you dead yet? Am I dead yet?
Are you going to keep hurting me again, Sir?
I'm sorry, spare me...I don't want to die today.
I promise I'll obey you, 'cause you're all I live for.
I love the flow and imagery of your writing, very well done.