Over

It's getting harder to breathe your suffocating me with your torturous mind I don't know where to turn screaming inside desperately seeking attention black and bruised caved in shadows haunting me induced rage from the abuse now I've taken a turn so give me all you got throw hands tear me down do whatever you want a new strength has developed the battle has begun as the gun in my hands I shake I told you to never touch me again bullet to the chest I watch you smother in your own blood pulsating gasping for air you fucking worthless piece of shit die hard die slow die painfully and as I stand over you I hope your drowning in thoughts of all that you've done to me so look me in my dead cold eyes and close yours and as the last beat of your heart stops I grin wickedly free from you what's for dinner?