Taking My Joy

Your misery is my destruction. Your anger is my pain. Your tongue is like a sword. Puncturing every inch of it's gain. Forgiveness complicates wounds that haven't healed. Wide open it remains. Your harmful demeanor influences constant affliction with laughter at my rain. With wisdom brings strength being an opponent in this chapter. Your personality is an apocalypse . What happened to me in this rapture? Sometimes i wish to be asleep when all we do is fight. I die daily and repeat the cycle to get strength for one more night.