I died a little that day.
The darkest pain
No words can say.

The stabbing and tearing.
Ripping and bearing.

Some call it beauty, but surely they forget.
I remember and there's nothing pretty about it.
The only thing pretty was you.

I resented the trauma you put me though.
I denied the drugs for the sake of you.
I denied them because I thought I was stronger than pain.
God help me I agreed to do this again.