by Grace

What was I supposed to do?

I offered you my heart true

I gave you love

I gave you hope

But you gave me nothing?

I offered you my heart so pure and sweet

I offered you a lovely retreat

I offered you peace

I gave my heart to you

I served it up just right

But instead of savoring the the sweet love

You pulled out the knives

You cut me up

You chewed me down

You left me bleeding on the ground

In tears and sorrow

You left me no choice

No choice but to run

I could not walk away

I had to run to be saved

You treated me like meat

You knocked me off my feet

I had to retreat.