Human Game

Hunted
Stalked
Strung by my ankles and beaten with rough bark sticks
They beat me with what I love
Which only makes it worse

I love you
We love you
We want to save you

My blood splatters on the floor and the leaves
The tree I hang from reaches for me but cannot reach
What grows up cannot grow down
For branches are not roots

Like an animal to be butchered I am skinned
Carved to pieces 
And you wonder why I taste blood in my mouth

I am hunted
By family
By expectation