Hailing down upon me the words cut
Deeper than any knife and I’d rather
The blows you threatened happen
Bruises I can heal and then they’re gone
Words are far sharper weapons
Cutting deep
You don the superior spitting face
Hurling untruths that matter not if I defend
Myself or agree, your mind made up.
As I trip backwards on the stairs
Land a few feet down with your face
Cutting deep
And you speak in hushed tones of my
Misdeeds that I half wish I’d done
To say I lead a life off the leash
An invisible chain that makes me start
If a single wrong word is uttered you’ll
Cut deep
So long you did that to me
Telling everyone that could hear
What a terrible person I was to you
How badly you were done to
And I see you now and think I escaped
I escaped
No more cutting deep
That wound is there running deep
Almost healed to surface scar tissue
No more cutting deep a helpless person
A woman who loved you once
Even the monster who wounded
You cannot love have to control every little
Bit of someone else but I know you’re not
Going to cut me ever again
Never again would you be trusted not to
Try and cut me deep
After sweet words and tearful apologies
Your method is always cutting deep.
Ailsa
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