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You slaughter my self-esteem,
murder my confidence.

You kill me a little every day
with your criticism and judgment.

You are the voice in my head
telling me I'm not good enough
on a daily basis.

You have been so hard on me

and have hardened my heart

in the process.

A sob is stuck in my throat;
my cheeks wet with all my failures.

I cower in the corner
as your words wound me,
bury me into the shadows.

A bitter word from you
and all my ugliness comes out
like it was sitting just below the surface.

My insecurities bubble up
and retaliation spews like a hose.

You constantly destroy me
(but not as much as I destroy myself).

So often you gave a shovel,
but I was the one that dig my own pit.

It's a downward spiral

and the only one I can blame is myself

for allowing you to break me.