All is dark, the air is cold,
I’m pressed in, and the mattress folds,
My breathing gets deeper as I struggle for air,
I panic and kick, down my face rolls tears,
I get weak, my face implanted in the groove,
My arms and legs are dead, I can not move,
My cries silenced as I slowly die,
The sweat freezes as I give one last sigh,
Never be in a relationship that has violence,
Because you end up having a death of complete silence.