Token Of Love

I worte this years ago but it still seems so true...
How can I forget the sight?
Watching as you don’t even put up a fight
Getting beat till you are near death
Trying to stand makes you out of breath
Just then they hand you your weapon
The cross you are to die on for my sin
Whipping you to walk the path they have set
Each time you slow, a whip you get
Loosing you balance you fall to the ground
Too weak to go on, help they found
Together walking covered in blood
Gushing out like a river during a flood
Finally making it to the top
This is where it all seems to stop
They grab the hammer and 3 nails
Grab one arm along with a nail
Nail number one is set in place
Grabbing the other arm, pulling it out of place
Hammering it in, bone cracking, your scream deafening
With both feet the do the same thing
Raising you up into the sky
Setting you in place so you will die
Placing a crown of thorns on your head
Mocking you, for they were misled
Saying one last thing to the father above
For our life has been given as a token of love