Tears of the tortured

I cry so hard.
It makes me sick, all the needless beating.
When you knock me down.
Push me around.
Break me. Beat me.
When your done.
When Im gone.
You wont have me.
I wont be there to bleed.
I will have paid my dues.
Shed my fair share of blood.
So you can face them now.
And when they knock you down.
You better stay.
When you bleed.
Dont stop it.
And after your debt is paid.
You can suffer.
Lay on the ground in pain.
I wont be there.
No one will help you.
You can help yourself.
Like me.
When I was bleeding.
Suffering.
I helped myself.
I dont care anymore.
No one cares anymore.
So bleed.
Suffer.
Cry.