You torture me

Scissors in your hand, tearing me with sharpened blades,
Rip me to death; leave no stitching, no hope.
Throw me down the recycling shoot, no body noticing, too damaged.
Bathe in my blood, invisible to you, my tears just the same,
Nothing matters anymore, this life you give me, the shame.

Torn apart, soul empty of love for you.
Fingers grasping, pulling, wanting,
You can’t have me I say within, never reaching my mouth.
Broken now forever in a cruel world offering no light,
Walk away and forget, not realising my endless plight.

The touch of you never lost in my mind, torturing me again.
Stamp on my soul like sodden ground squelching beneath your feet,
You do so wrong but don’t see the hurt, crushing me.
You never catch me when I fall; you are never there to see me cry,
Damaged angel with broken wings desperately wishing she could fly.