I hear you say - are you a psychopath, am I a psychopath?
You have trodden on my heart and scooped it out
And taken it in your hands and thrown it all about.
The jackboots you used upon me bruised my soul,
You left marks upon me: but I wanted to be whole.

Destruction was the name of your game, I can tell
You used and abused my soft heart and sent me to hell.
You took advantage of my generous caring ways
And gave me the blows, the shouts: I was so afraid,
Fear is the very core of my being, for certain.

I know deep down your reasons were only trite excuses
You used the chains of fear and took advantage
You were to be king over my dented half truth life
I was putty willingly in your pitiless grasp and fist
You sent strange messengers to my brain covered in mist.

At first I could not hear the messages said
It was like entering the garden of paradise, dead!
You made me ask the question, what is the fucking point,
This is no way to live, sure was no way to die, in joint
Misunderstanding and mis-directed threats and cajoles.

I was used and abused by those who I thought loved me,
I was so badly taken in by charmers in sheep’s clothing
I was prey to the wolves, who wanted to eat my brain
I bear the inner scars: I am not letting happen to me again
I wish only to jump ship and take to the waves of uncertainty.

I want to find a desert island somewhere that would protect me
I don’t need or deserve this kinda shit, no way, no how,
I am my own person, I want to live well always and now
I did not come into this world to be someone else’s plaything
Nor do I want to be a punchbag, a skivvy or a slave to your whims.

Circumstances has been my keenest low companion,
String me along, locked in chains, like carrion
Lying in a field helpless with no way to ward off beaks and claws
I was left lying in tears bewildered, but what is the cause?
I cried a thousand rivers that flooded my perceptions.

I called out loud to God to relieve me, he was not listening!
I battled the devils that railed horribly against me
Through the tears I saw distorted faces I didn’t want to see.
Through it all I hung in there determined to win,
Against outrageous misfortune, at least I am still breathing.