I'm trying, *******, I'm trying.

When will that ever be enough?
You're indifferent to the process,
And only care about the result.

I'm not even living for anything.
Just existing to feel pain.

If only you knew how you are slowly destroying your own daughter. How each word severs those precious heart strings until it will collapse on itself.

I want to scream it in your face, shove those words down your throat until you get the message.

The hurt constantly whispers to your ears but you're preoccupied with permeating my skin with harmful words.

Take time and listen to it, focus on the silent screams.