I Cry

Everytime you speak
You hurt me with you words of hate.
Everytime you speak
I die a little inside.
Tears well up inside me
Then you speak again.
The tears are welling up in my eyes
Once again your words of hate fill the air.
The tears are now rolling down my cheeks
You laugh as my tears hit the floor.
Now that you are no longer near
I would think that there would be no more tears.
But you hurtful words still haunt me loud and clear.
Then I hear you laugh and see your face
This image I can not erase.
So I just cry
And cry some more
Until I care about you no more.

This poem goes to my Dad...though he hurts me in so many ways I know deep down he loves me cause i can tell by his eyes...and I'm the same i hate him enough to still love him cause he is my father...