You Take Me For A Cur?

Taking away everything that I hold dear,

Leaving me empty with a message oh so clear,

Washing away any remnants of sunshine,

Darkness sits heavy on this heart of mine.

 

Whirling me fast, turning me round and round,

Till I am dazed and I fall to the ground,

Losing all I ever had in this ne’er ending life,

Punched in the face, playing sport with a knife.

 

Tossing me up, throwing me with disdain,

The sun burns me, so does the bad rain,

Toying with me, kicking me like a cur,

Forgetting how friends we once were.

 

I die a thousand deaths, before my time,

The bells they toll, before they are to even chime,

You laugh, a thousand daggers pierce me,

You are a devil and that’s all you’ll ever be.

When?

When was the last time I truly laughed?
Before I realised I have to earn money to look after myself.

When was the last time I cried my heart out?
The day I realised I have to earn money to look after myself.

When will I finally live?
The day I am truly free.

When will I be truly free?
When I am gone. Forever.