Those wounds....

Life events tenfold; sped up by past pain,

Destroying the now as my hearts in the past,

Can't pull it away, it just wants to stay,

Happy and ignorant. The truth it hurts.

I hate what you did to me.

When your used and abused...

all you want in the world...

It's a lie. A fake. A fruad.

I hate how you changed me.

wounds you left me,

They never, ever close,

slowly bleeding me out.

And any other emotion,

that tries to emerge,

It's just salt in my wounds.