A knife can cut skin,
but words can cut the soul,
the blood that spills out,
creates a cavernous whole.
Words that are spoken,
can never be retracted,
they are always out there,
and so is the way you reacted.
Don't say things,
you wouldn't want to hear back,
Don't play with others emotions,
for it shows the heart your lack.
I want to be strong, smile,
and pretend it doesn't hurt,
but sadly I carry my heart,
on the sleeves of my shirt.
I need a release,
to be set free,
to unhear the words,
that now haunt me.
So I close my eyes,
and I lets out a sob,
and try to breath,
and ignore the throb.
The throb in my heart,
since I saw what you said,
the words I pray I forget,
the words that wont get out my head.
As I lay in my bed,
I think of you,
All the things we share,
All the things we went through.
I stood by your side,
even when it hurt me so,
but when you showed your dark side,
I had to let you go.
That doesn't mean that I don't love you,
I just meant I loved me more.
I couldn't take the words,
or the time you threw me on the floor.
What I think about the most is,
How I should be thanking you.
You made me stronger,
because of the shit you do.
Do I miss you? No!
I just miss the front you had.
The good you showed,
before I saw the bad!
I am a woman hear me roar, I don't need him anymore. I gave him my heart, and he ripped it apart, but I am strong and will move on, he will miss me one day when i'm gone. Keeping my head held high, and will continue reaching for the sky!