Tiare Gomez
Las Vegas

BEATEN
by Tiare Gomez
You beat me down,
Like the doors that held you back,
Threw my pride against the grill of the cadillac,
All back.
You held me hard against your heart beat,
Barely concious,
Hard to breathe... I cant speak.
I took a blow to the soul,
Man possessed.. movin too quick to think,
Go slow... Down the bruises to my mind,
Heart, body, and soul collide,
You rollin fast and I'm along for the ride.
You beat me down to the sound of the bass,
Full force pullin at my remorse,
Makin me regret the moment we met
And set fire to this love,
That heated up too quick and settled into lust.
You beat me.
You degraded me.
You made me,
Force myself into self worth.
Take anotha swing,
Cuz you beat me with your words,
Not your fists.
Take anotha swing, man, you missed.

Baby, Baby - Ashanti