- Abused -

Abused

You look at me like I’ve done something wrong, but you don’t know what you’re saying

You’re blaming me for the things I’ve done, but you’re the one who pushed me to this edge

Smashing into walls, random objects flying through the air and you get hurt

What is it about you that makes me stop, and think for a second

I never knew that I could hate and love a person as I much as I do to you right now

Always so angry, and I’m tired and sick of it, I really am

But you start this fire inside me; that rages across and makes me want to burn everything in sight

You started this, you caused this, this eruption of anger burrowed inside of me

Hell, I’m the abuser, but you can’t sit there idly and call yourself a victim

You sometimes take the blow from the knife, or the hand, but you know you wanted me to do it

To hurt you, and then fell bad enough to hurt my own self

To take a match, light the house on fire, and then fall asleep in the backyard, as the houses burns down to ashes

Only to say that we love each other in the morning, and hate each other again in the night

You can see how much it hurts me to be around you, and you don’t care

Truthfully, you’re the abuser, putting me in this pain that consumes the both of us

We can’t stop this cycle, we can come together as one, but that’s not what you want

…That’s not what you ever wanted

You wanted this to happen, make me cut myself, burn myself, make me implode inside

The abuser, again, I am, but you are not the victim

We live in a world of two abusers, that inflict damage on each other,

We stop when one of us hurts the other, fall in love,

And do it other again.

Because in the hearts of our souls, we are both bruised and abused.