Tell me
that all the things you said
weren't true
please
tell me that you don't care
and that you never did
tell me the truth
because it's breaking my heart
tearing it into pieces
thinking about what was said
in our meaningless conversations
because you gave me no reasons
just ended what there was
and i'm wasting tears
on you
so please
tell me
tell me honestly
that nothing you said
was true

I can't stay here anymore
i can't stand another moment of being yelled at
of being made to feel worthless
i need to leave,
but i have nowhere to go
i have no safe place
i need to get out
i'm trapped
i can't go anywhere
stuck in the middle
of two bad places
i don't want to be here
i can't figure out how to escape
from my own home
it's absurd
you'd think i'd know the escape plan
for my own home
but there is no escape plan
because no one can see the fire
except me
because i'm the only one being burned
by his words

my arms
look like spiderwebs
from the scratches
laid upon them
there is a strange art
to the markings
to the brands
on my skin
i find comfort
in the fact
that they
can be covered
so easily
hidden away
where no one sees them
because they are an art
reserved just for me