The Things You Told Me

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But you spit caustic hostility

Disguised as words of kindness

Secret poison that sinks into me

Pushes me down into the ground

Kicked around until I scrape my knees

Until the scars cover my body

Reminding me I can't speak fondly

Not of you, not of me

Not of my whole damn life

Heaven can't help me 'cause my soul already died

I tried to escape, break out of this cage

But nothing I do can break these bars

Seems all I can do is hide my scars

Cover them up so no one's embarrassed

So no one has to deal with the mess that I am

I promise you that I want to get better

Cast away this darkness I carry forever

But I can't find much worth healing for

Not myself or anyone else

I may as well just give up the fight

Cast it aside, let it die

Watch it fade away...