A Million Tiny Pieces

The pressure releases, 

There goes my heart into a million tiny pieces, 

I'm sorry, I apologize,

I'm still learning to hide the pain in my eyes

I see you raise your hand

I take my stand

And there it lands

This band 

Of bruises

The good one always looses

Blow, strike

Scratch, bite,

teeth, nails, pulling hair

this weight....

its too late..........

or so I thought

the scratches burn hot

didn't know I had the strength to fight as hard as i fought

I am what you're not, 

You're not what I am

And now I can't believe this.

The pressure releases, 

There goes my heart into a million tiny pieces, 

I'm sorry, I apologize,

I'm still learning to hide the pain in my eyes

I look up the air is empty

Nothing to hit me

No one to get me

I laugh, I cry, anything but pain in my eyes

because now I don't have to ever again apologize