Wounded.

Tired and empty, leave me here
My colour drained away I fear
Shamed and sheepish on the floor
Ravaged by you, but you want more
Emotionless, both you and me
The light of day I cannot see
A frenzied, hateful love attack
Why do I keep coming back?
I know you are not good for me
You’re beautiful, that’s all I see
But by that very token, I
Deserve to hurt, deserve to die
I had my chance to stand up tall
But let you strike and watch me fall
The scars linger though love was fleeting
You kept my wounded heart from beating
So walk away, there’s nothing left
I’m broken, beaten and bereft
Maybe one day, hopefully
I will find safety, I will find me.

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