First it was my brain
You invaded it like a storm
Continuously raging, tearing me down
Making me believe I was unworthy
Of you and all your glory
Your voice plunges into my chest
Carving my heart out with each demeaning word
I stand in front of you, my mouth sewn shut and eyes held open
You stand in front of me, my heart in your palm
My blood seeping through your fingers
I watch as it hits the floor
Drip, drip, drip
You laugh at the sight of me
Knowing you have destroyed me
Letting me be fooled by your rose-colored lens
Claiming yet another stone to place in your yard