Was it so wrong to love you that you had to hurt me so
bad?
You call me a whore and I fell to the floor.
You call me a slut and with a kick to the gut
tears flood my eyes and it burns.
This liquid fire scars my face leaving permanent trails
in their place.
One day when you strike me I don't cry tears......
I cry blood. A lava like blood that scorches my face
leaving even deeper trails for everyone to see,
And yet i can't turn them off.
Tears force themselves out my eyes despite my efforts.
Then you leave me, body burning with pain, face scorched,
heart broken. No......Shattered!!
I cry and I cry for days upon nights the tears you made
me cry slowly mend my heart back together.