Hate filled words firing out of your mouth with the precision of a well seasoned ******.

Aming at your target, and  yet again your target is me

Your toungue so sharp the venom coming out can only be matched by that of the deadly viper.


                     After comes, I'M SORRY


You cut me down, just to lift me back up, only long enough to aim those blows so much lower.

Eye to eye, standing my ground, but inside silently shaking.

Sounds flying by me at a million miles per second but so overwhelmed my reactions are much slower.


                  Once again I hear, I'M SORRY


You pummel my ear drums with your plethora of complaints of all that it is I do wrong.

Simultaneously you cut me off and chastise me for having nothing to say.

Your words burned into my mind, just keep replaying over and over, haunting me all night long.


                Morning comes and another..... I'M SORRY


Those two words themselves sting almost as badly as what caused them to be said.

All meaning has been wipped away,  if ever there at all.

A clean slate for a new day, and with your sweet apologizes  once again I will be misled.


Just one more... I'M SORRY