Abusive Love

That day reaps me,
my eyes close and the visuals appear,
the tears sting my eyes,
my breath escapes my lips.
Your arms holding me tightly,
the safety of our love slowly slipping out from our delicate finger tips.

You say you love me,
and I sit in my room and cry all alone,
because I know if you truly loved me,
this wouldn't have happened,
and I wouldn't be crying these tears.

The bruises slowly fade,
the cuts soon become scars,
the blood dries up,
and my tears turn to screams.

I look you dead in the eyes,
and I scream and cry at you.
You seem untouched, like you don't care
So I take your attitutude, and make it my own.
If you don't care, why the hell should I?

I'm scared to love,
scared to trust another guy,
scared to show these scars you left me with,
scared to look you in the eyes and tell you that
I hope you're still happy.