the crisp november air
whips against my skin
pushing and urging
me to go back
back to my dark room
full of warmth and love.
it didn't feel real
you say it was
i say you lie.
lectuing me
with words of hate
emotional abuse
is presant
how can i not hate you?
once or twice
your hand connects
to my flesh
i run out of the room
fresh tears in my eyes
how can you
look into my eyes
and only lie?
i loved you once
loved you twice
now im paying the price.
beaten with words
leave scars inside
with you i have no place to hide.
