I took a leap of faith
And landed in your arms;
Believing all the smooth talk
That you would do no harm.

How was I to know
Your a ****** of the mind?
You took everything from me,
When I thought that you was kind.

My cuts, they are,  still healing
From you razor blades of words.
My confidence in bandages
But, the wounds, they still, hurt.

Lucky for me, a ******
Don't stay long.
I refuse to let you beat me
My resolve forever strong.