I remember only what you did say
It hurts more than you would think
It put me on the brink
'It's called Tylenol seven' he said
It made me wish I were dead
Bringing up my popping of pills
It made me have no power of will
It was that, and not something to save me
That comment made me hate who I could be
No other words could have killed eight months of hard work
New scars seemed like a perk
So I cut myself hard and long
Listening to depressing songs
I created something new
From the comments uttered by you
I hated myself and what I had done
I couldn't even see the sun
I broke eight months of strength
And went to every length
I couldn't handle your words
But nothing else was ever heard
It taunted me when my wrists were clean
And turned them into something that couldn't be seen
Covered by makeup, bracelets and sleeves
I thought nothing else relieves
So I cut and popped the pills more
And life became a chore
Your words gave me scars for my lifetime
Ones that cross a line
Seven in a row
Marking how much I've since grown
It hurt knowing that your words made it worse
To my well being they were a curse
It seemed like you really didn't care
And that you weren't really there
If felt like you wanted me to do it
And it was okay to dig myself a pit
I truthfully thought you agreed
And I longed to be freed
But I thought you wanted me to hurt and cry
So I cut and took pills, I tried and I lied
I said I was happy but felt destroyed
I tried to fill the void
I was hurt and broken
I tried to take back all the words that had been spoken
But now I understand
And can still call you my best friend
Because of this I am stronger
And will be around much longer
It still causes me some pain
But I no longer have trouble tying to explain
If I think too hard about that day
I remember only what you did say
It hurts more than you would think
It put me on the brink
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