I stared at the floor for hours br hoping my life would soon return to normal, br My face was torn and battered br from the thrashing that was abysmal, br I layed there in my blood br it was cold and dark as usual br above me there he stood br with his eyes glazed and hands unstable br br I deserve every punch I get br each dropp of blood that is spilt br are my sins that in my future I will commit.