One hurt leads to another
until you're left
alone.
Your sweet scent mixed with bitter words leaves me broken and confused.
My heart aches, god knows why, and I've never been so internally abused
to the point that I can't
laugh
or cry
or sleep.
The empty promises you whispered in my ear those heated summer nights
still breathe and dance and shriek and pound inside
like a sickening drumbeat without reprieve.
And they shatter me.
I am broken.
Your silence aches within me more than an animal's deadly fangs;
they tear into my head, my chest,
my very soul, 'til my deepest sympathies on ribboned flesh hang.
You left.
I stayed.
One hurt lead to another
until I was left
alone.
