Shreds

im tired of cleaning the wounds that youve caused me to have too many times have you beaten me down and waited till i was okay to do it again. your words are like knives tearing my back and piercing my heart the icy burns put me to torture left alone and bleeding and screaming out why. you smile and you smirk cause you have all the power youve sewn up my mouth with your claim as a saint i cannot defend with my arms tied behind me my legs crossed and dress as a proper young lady. and your words cut into me again again. not stopping until i am torn into shreds lying on a bare floor covered in blood stained remarks.