Amy

Your words cut me as if they were razors

"Whore" "Bitch" "Slut"

Even though you can pretend it never happened

I still remember

I still feel the pain

I still hear the echo of words spoken behind my back

 

Through your eyes 

The fault always lies on me

Everything I do is wrong

So I stand against

A battalion of insults

A wave of criticism

A relentless attack of my whole being

 

And as we sit together

You with a smile of relief

And I with a smile of disguise

On the inside I am slowly

Breaking

Shattering

Dying

 

However

Despite the barrage of insults you hurl

And the hurt you bring with every interaction

I shall pick myself up

I shall glue the pieces of my shattered spirit together

I shall remain