this time i well do right

hear come the pain,
why,, does he come in the rain
in this time of my life.
hear come the pain,
it well come down, hard this time.
i know, i should run.
but, i love him.
but the pain,
it's never the saime,
it's so much to bare,
as i staire at the walls ,
i cry in fear, did i get out of line ,this time.
i didn't mean , i 'm sorry.what a terrible thing for me to do, to him this time.
it's awful ,it mean i'm bad ,i nead to be good to him .
i love him, he's mine
.please be mine and tell the end of time.
 sometime he cutes me deep .
and he brake bones,but i still love him so.
i love holding you and you holding me,
my heart, don't have anymore to give.
 but my soil.is yours to take .
you can have my room, i will sleep on the foor.
i always fail you.i'm  bad,
 i'm a bad wife.
i give a big sigh .as i cry
please, hold me to night .
so i can sleep.and if i dye ,
i won't you to now, i still love you, so
please, be my friend.
can you do this for me?
it well make thing right .
this time.