Open Wound

You dig at my wounds until they bleed.
You choose words that lash out with evil and hate.
My mind has shut down and I am not listening anymore.
Your fist has been thrown one too many times.
People hear my screams but do not come to be a savior.
This cycle has become relentless and nobody is here to break it.
Who decides when the pain subsides?
You, me, or God?

Open Wound

rachael73

Arlington, United States

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This is a poem I wrote about a previous relationship.

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