abuse for love

Slapping punching hurting hands
all these pains i`ll always feel
the marks are gone the wounds still there now
all the time i am so scared
the smallest touch it has me running
fear and paranoia mix unkept
uncertanty prevails
the pain i miss in my sick mind
somehow the beatings brought me a bliss
the pains that beat me down inside
made me try to run and hide
are nothing to the emptiness now ive left u
and the beatings its true
yet i would gladly bear it all again
if only you would be my friend