It Hurts
It hurts the way you look at me with such anger and disgust
The way you treat me with such unjust
The way you yell and scream at the top of your lungs all the time
The way you treat me should be a crime
The perpetual bad moods, the angry words thrown at me
Why do you keep me in such agony?
You were once so nice and easy to get along with
but over time you have become so hard to deal with
Where did our relationship go and the love that went with it
You are no longer the man i married, not one bit.
Copyright © Michelle Phillips | Year Posted 2010
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