Love is Just Another Word For Hate.

How dare he assume her vulnerability;
Hold love above her head.
The day she breaks from bending back,
Is the day their love is dead.

She put so much of her broken life
Into promises of which he lied.
Time, it bleeds upon the knife,
As it commits its suicide.

Black, broken heart, a flash of pain,
Thoughts that are not of the sane.
A gentle sigh, a delicate tear
The sight of blood that feeds her fear.

He ruined good memories of days that past,
Forcing her down, to blindly obey.
She forgot what a good man was…
What they do or what they say.

She put so much of her broken life
Into promises of which he lied.
Time, it bleeds upon the knife,
As it commits its suicide.

Breaking the chain is not as simple,
As putting a strong blade to metal.
These links are tight around her heart,
A threat of death if the breaking starts.

Don’t call him back,
Don’t excuse his lies.
Don’t let him pull you back,
With your emotion ties.

Don’t turn a blind eye
To all his mistakes.
Turn away,
Raise the stakes.

She stopped putting her broken life
Into promises of which he lied.
Time, it throws down the knife,
As it avenges its suicide.