The Rod That Caused My Heart To Break

The rod you choose The jokes you made The insults you gave Where only the bruise of my pass The pain you inflicted The tears you saw The secrets you hid Are the shadows that keeps knocking at my door The fear you instilled The lies you told Are the demons that torments my soul The cane you use to cause my wounds Are the stains that are splash against your window pane  The scars I carry The heart that is broken Are the tale that I cannot bury The life I live The streets I walk Are the burdens that the mind carry The strain of it all Make me want to fall I think its time I  made that call.