Jun 2016
the rage in your eyes.
the blood on my skin.
the hate in your words.
the strength in your arms.
the weakness of my frame.
the end of our soul
the blood on my skin.
the hate in your words.
the strength in your arms.
the weakness of my frame.
the end of our soul
I look back on our relationship and im dumbfounded. how did you break me to the point that i was reliant upon you? how did you manipulate me to believe your lies? how did i not recognize your sheer lust for me and lack of love? i guess none of it matters now.
