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this is a repost that had been deleted upon request a few months ago and is now brought back to remind myself to keep the stress of some existence out of my head and hopefully my phone. k. thanks. -L
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The prick hurts worse than the wound
The band-aid hurts worse than the blade
The bullet doesn’t sting like the bully
That beat you deep down in your brain
If only you’d not been so bruised
Then you wouldn’t feel each subtle whipping
With every single snap of his whistle
You felt it deep in your innards
When you tried to let go of the man,
who made you feel less than him
It took thousands of pounds worth of wisdom
To finally to flip the script
And now that you’re back on your own
It’s hard to rebuild what he been damaged
And undo the dirt that he spilt
And relearn what really matters
If only you’d known it’d be this difficult
You’d never bought into it his shit
You would have left at his first little tantrum
And that moment would have been it
Somehow you thought you could change him
And not let him hurt so fucking much
But now that it’s yours to live with
The memories worse than the touch
©LL
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