Saturday, April 30, 2022

Broken

 I can’t speak any more,

‘Cause you stitched my lips shut.

I can’t fix this anymore,

‘Cause you made too deep a cut.


A fixed mirror still shows cracks,

Healed wounds still bare a scar.

I patched the holes you burned in me,

But I don’t know who we are.


After everything we had,

We now have to pretend.

That it never fell apart,

And I can’t comprehend.


Why you had to do that,

Why you just had to go this way.

What was the purpose,

Of hurting me every single day?


Now everything is lost,

From all the words spoken.

All the things that we built,

Well now they’re all broken.


I can no longer listen,

You’ve clogged my ears with hate.

I cannot see a future,

Have you made this now our fate?


Sticks and stones they say,

But words can make you ill.

When you try to cut me out,

You know a mindset can kill.


After everything we had,

We now have to pretend.

That it never fell apart,

And I can’t comprehend.


Why you had to do that,

Why you just had to go this way.

What was the purpose,

Of hurting me every single day.


Now everything is lost,

From all the words spoken.

All the things that we built,

Well now they’re all broken.


I thought you would understand,

you’ve known me all my life.

But you’ve never understood,

That your words are your knife.


After everything we had,

We now have to pretend.

That it never fell apart,

And I can’t comprehend.


Why you had to do that,

Why you just had to go this way.

What was the purpose,

Of hurting me every single day.


Now everything is lost,

From all the words spoken.

All the things that we built,

Well now they’re all broken.


Now everything is lost,

From all the words spoken.

After all the things we built,

All the things you’ve now broken. 

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