it cut me so deep,
im a living scar,
thinking to myself,
how did i make it this far,
this love hurts,
this love has cost me pain,
a heart filled with sorrow,
a mind full of shame,
this love has choked me,
it tried to take my breath,
this love has beaten me,
it almost put me to rest,
if this is love then what is hate,
was tide down by it so long,
couldnt find a way to escape,
this love kept me weak,
had me with swollen feet,
had me so gone,
for days i couldnt eat,
this was love to you,
this was not love to me,
this poem could go on and on,
but evrytime i write a line this wond bleeds,,