You loved me past peace to pieces.
Shattered me, your heavy-handedness unceasing.
You punish, persecute without reason.
I bloom for you and wither in the same season.
I dream of freedom, but can’t seem to leave him.
I cry to leave him but can’t imagine freedom.
I love so hard, I’ve loved to pieces.
My heart is shattered, my soul charged with treason.