Scars

I was never prepared for this
all the wounds you have inflicted
they hang open
with fresh blood still dripping from them
But you cant see them
Your words are your sword
You like to cut me deep
where it hurts the most
When i'm most vulnerable 
is when you attack
Do I have a kick me 
sign on my back
when i'm at my lowest
is when you strike
then you pick me up dust me off
just to strip me of my dignity and
start all over again