My Own Enemy

Tell me what is wrong with me
I’m not broken,
But I’m bleeding.
I bleed so easily,
Running freely down my side.
Broken and dying,
I hide here
In the midst of this darkness.
This darkness that you
Cannot find me in.
Leave me,
Forgotten and alone,
I’m better off this way,
Not knowing the difference
Between love and hate.
The bitter sting of your words,
Tore down my every wall,
My very defense.
Cut to the quick,
You knew how to get the job done.
Battle worn,
Your blood-spattered sword in hand,
You killed countless others
The way you got me.
I remain here
Awaiting the trial of the dead,
Knowing it wasn’t time.
I saw your eyes…
They weren’t the same
You lost something
When you said goodbye.