I’ve used your loathin
to fuel my self hatred
your poisonous words stuck on repeat
like the same keys struck too hard
a wrong note hammered again and again
til the sound carved itself into me
you built me wrong
stitched me sloppy
left seams raw and splittin
you taught me safe means worthless
home means collapse
comfort sounds like bones breakin
in the dark
I only feel normal
when I’m bein torn apart
ribs givin way
skin rippin
bruises risin
blood spillin where it shouldn’t
pulse drownin under the noise
every breath another broken chord
your rage
your disgust
your twisted lessons
they’re still in me
tendons pulled tight with your hate
keys cracked and stickin
my reflection black and blue
before I touch the glass
but I learned to live in it
to let it drag me under
to make myself at home
inside the wreckage
every time I cut myself open
every time I beg for destruction
it’s your voice I hear first
the echo of the damage
you left inside me








The way you bare the truth & spill it…it often leaves me speechless
I take that as compliment. thank you willow
Powerfully penned, Ambjr. This one goes for the jugular my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.
Damian
appreciate you