Mortal Pain
By Ayshayam
Beat and bloody I lay upon the ground
memories of my previous life with no sound
Emotion welling just below the surface
As another hard blow landed upon my face.
Many times I lay down, the chains restrict me
Every time I lay down, they grab me
My heart is growing weary
My mind is growing week
Every passing second
Every passing week
My mind is slipping away
My body has gone numb
My body is bruised and abused
My mind shattered and broken
They made me bleed and made me cry
They left me to die
Now it's their turn to cry.
