Your words hurt more than you know.
Every time we get into it..my heart prepares for another row.
I’m sad for the loss of you, but I mourn the loss of me.
When I gave into this game of abusive predictability.
I thought you were my friend and ally.
But you fell in love with crawling and I was born to fly.
Not saying I’m any better than you.
I’m more careful of the people and relationships I tie myself to.
You do what you have to do.
It took twelve years but I finally see the real you.
Candy coated poison still tastes sweet.
Knock me down, I’ll find a way to get back on my own feet.
Still my heart won’t give you this victory.
I cherish a love and worth you never found in me.