Words

Her words were cutting sharp like a knife
Pointy, with edges piercing under my skin, making my blood run like rivers
The tears falling down my eyes were not enough to wash all this blood off
Because when a soul bleeds
No tear
No prayer
No drug
Is enough to heal it

Only time
Time and persistence
Patience and determination
Will get to lead me through this hell
And help me reach my haven
A place where her daggers will no longer
Find their target

^{Original content by @ruth-girl - 2020 - All rights reserved
Originally posted on HIVE, also shared on my Whaleshares and Steemit blogs}