365 Days of Poetry (Part Two)

Day 89: Broken Inside of Myself.

You have always been so nice to me, though you'll forever fail to see.

The everlasting pain within my heart, that seems to make its home in me.

Darkened, cold and misguided; the blood that flows from me each day.

Because of you, you cut me open in just about every single way.

Forever you'll continually stab at me, though the knife's not in your sight.

As much as it hurts, you'll never quite cut deep enough, to take my life tonight.

I suppose I've slowly come to accept, that to always hurt me is your will.

I guess that these scars will heal someday, when my heart lays cold and still.