Miserable

The words you speak to me
Knock me off my feet again and again.
Making me feel like I’m nothing
Fiercely throwing me off the deep end!
Pointing out every one of my mistakes,
As if I’m not aware!
Constantly striking me to the ground
My God! I’m already there!
No matter how much I give you,
It’ll never be enough!
My life is irrelevant,
A truth that’s piercingly tough.
Your words are weapons
Can’t you even see?!
They mangle me to the core!
How can you be so mean!?

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