Pain

wrists bruised again
concussion this go round
the feeling inside, my soul
bleeds

tear me apart
sharp words, stabbing phrases
pull me down

never saw it coming
expected
respect, love, compassion
and everything never given

illusion of apologies
there was never sincerity
behind the words.
the promises empty

believing, wanting to believe
delusional,
gullible
naive to all the lies

tears stream down
the bruises will heal
emotional wounds will
scar over time