He was cruel like an animal
He dragged me endlessly
Into a jungle full of thorns and wild animals
The jungle is now painted in my blood red.
Find me, and fill me with blood again.
I gave him my hand
When he was in a well deep and dark
He held my hand
And pushed me far in a well deeper and darker.
Find me, and show me the light again.
With lashes of trickeries, he ripped off my skin
My pain was his food
I will never be a doormat again
Even if he shows his good
Find me, and show me how to love myself.