I wasn't supposed to be here again.
In the darkness
In the pain.
Squeezing my chest just to get it to end.
But it doesn't, does it
You told yourself.
You promised yourself.
Yet here you are.
In the darkness.
In the pain.
Waiting, praying, hoping it'll end
It started with you.
The first man who was supposed to love me
The first man I was supposed to look up to
You never showed me what love was.
Or how to know what the right man would do.
You couldn't keep your hands to yourself
You thought that was the right thing?
Then you came
My first love
You taught me that I wasn't enough
You taught me to question
You taught me to not trust
You taught me that love comes with pain
Then you
My soulmate, right?
My one. My only.
But your love came with bruises, and blood.
Your love came with screaming and anger.
Your love came with hurt.
Through the tears that fell, and the marks I covered.
I stayed. And stayed. And stayed.
And now here I am
In the darkness
In the pain
Waiting, praying it will end.
Why do I have to suffer
Why do I have to go through this
All at the hands of man
Love has taught me that it comes with a sword
A sword that stabs me over, over and over again.