who would have thought, those simple words

would be hurting, so much worse

than ever imagined

like ice through the heart

like a blade trough your soul

Ice cold stares and sarcastic marks

it tearing me all apart

inside and out

I'm left ragged

beaten

look at me with your blanking stare

turn away without a care

turn your back

don't turn around

but wait

moments later, you turn my way

now you've got something to say

so much more important

more than I'll ever be

I'm to tired, so worn

so cold

my dragging self feeling too old

feels frail like crystal

but never as beautiful