Your "Love" For Me
-Esther Winstead
you tell me you love me,
as you hit me and ignore the fact
that i am hurting, with bruises on my back,
bruises on my arms, neck, and face,
sometimes i want to disappear without a trace
you watch me just lie there,
crying, with fear in my eyes
and somehow you ignore my useless cries
i feel your cold, dead touch,
squeezing my arms, telling me to hush,
i wait for you to stop,
already knowing,
that the pain inside of me,
is going to keep growing and growing,
but SOMEHOW, deep inside me,
i want to forgive you, love you,
but you've lost my trust, my love
and most importantly, you've lost me,
...and so has everyone else...
