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Scorned.





To dig a grave so deep,

and to work so hard to not fall in....

It's like loving someone,

who doesn't understand...



It's like talking to someone who doesn't hear,

Screaming...

Yelling...

Whispering...

Touching...



Yet, Nothing.



Of all the years we've had together, you've yet to show me how you feel,

If what you feel is even Love...



You make me bitter, you make me weak, you selfish pig,

You push me down and step on my feet...

To bleed would not erase the scars you've branded into my soul,

The hurt you've put me through, just for me to say I Love you...



Again...

And again...



You deserve not, my Love,

It is sacred, and it is true...

But my Forgiveness is thru and thru...

A piece of me dies with ever harsh word.

A peice of me cries with every cold glare...



You have cracked into my being like a bad virus...

I opened the doors and I let you in...

You locked me inside my own broken heart...

A days worth of hurt, is a lifetime of pain...?



Your words are cold...

But I can get colder...



You stare is grim...

But mine is blank...I dont see YOU anymore...

I see pain..I see endless apologies...

Meaningless words with control in mind....

I weep not.



My tears are just as fragile as my heart...

Forever broken, in an eternal jail.