Wounded

I am insecure and wounded.

Trying my best every time just to fail.

Looking for my own light but getting lost.

Your words keep stabbing me.

I tumble down on my knees.

Bloody and ripped I cry out my pain.

Dark thoughts tumble around in my head.

I don’t hear you anymore.

Your words are empty to me.

But what you have said is still there.

Echoing through my past.

Steeling my present.