A Stab of a Knife


I used to love you
with all my heart,
but now you're trying to
tear us apart.
Now since you left,
I feel very rejected.
When all I used to feel
was protected.

Was this love that I was
feeling inside?
When you left, was that
why I cried?
I can't trust anyone as much
as you again,
because this time they
will have to pay to get in.

I couldn't describe the way
you made me feel.
But now I know that
this hurt can never heal.

So I hope you're happy
with what you've done to me;
even if you did do it purposly.
You were the only one
that I let into my life,
then you killed me with
a stab of a knife.

-Terri Demarest
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