Wishful hurting
I thought I was happy
I thought it was real
Everyone said trust what you feel
I knew it was wrong
I knew love would die
I knew one day you would make me cry
I knew a ring wouldn’t make us happy
I knew a paper wouldn’t make you stop
Stop the yelling and the hitting
The accusing and the cussing
I wanted to be enough
I wanted to be all you wanted
I was a punching bag for awhile
Then it’s like I wasn’t there
A fly on the wall
And for a while I liked to be invisible from there hurt
I didn’t realize you were planning to bury me in the dirt
You killed my spirit you killed my hope
Then you slowly slit my throat