Week 1....Brutality

I lay here staring up into the sky

Thinking of what has become of me

I’m laying here just waiting to die

I am just as ready as I can be

You told me you loved me

You said you really cared

But you delivered blow after blow

Until I felt weak and scared

You shattered my world beyond belief

So now here I lay dying

You have hurt me one last time

For me there will be no more crying

Death for me is a sweet relief