Forced

So tired of being in this life it's such a fucked up place
the situation is a must but noone seems to care enough
Who can I trust you tell the truth.
All the brusies do go away but the words they will always stay 
dislocated & broken bones that see no doctor.
Take the towel wrapped it to the door and slam.
How them flowers and words of sorry never seem to help 
the pain or the worry.
He'll get better I promise he loves me I know he does 
But, my love for him went out the window.
The day he threw me down the stairs, broke 14 bones told me I hope u don't breathe near me.
​​​​​​Then as the ambulance drove up to the er there he was with flowers and chocolates saying please forgive me.

One of this days I beg him to please just kill me I am done with all this.
Why can't you just break free for I will never see me the girl that use to be.