I Will Endure

I Will Endure

Words can hurt as they slash across your heart,
Leaving you gasping for air at the pain,
How many lashes must I endure from you?
Every time you speak, each word stings,
Slicing into me, creating new wounds, and opening old ones.
How many scars will I have once this is completely over?
I am not sure; I know that I am weary.
Yet I know this Angel must survive;
I have too.

You curse me with your cruel words,
Wanting nothing more than to see me fail.
Does it make you feel better hexing me?
That is something I would never do to you.
Yes it's over, but never would I want harm to come to you.
Never would I curse you in such a way.
Excepting you to be a man, not this raving child;
I shake my head, full of disappointment.

I thought that we could be mature about this.
Rise above the petty words, the knowing comments,
But, I guess its not going to be this way.
You are going to make this as hurtful as you possibly can,
For you cant accept what has been put before you.
Only wanting to see your own view on things,
Not wanting to try and understand.

You say I am indifferent, cold as ice,
You say I am selfish, and only care about myself.
Asking, how could I be such a bitch to do this to you?
That I have no heart any longer, an empty shell of my former self.
Well listen here and look past what you see!
You say you know me so well; then open your damn eyes!
Look past the mask I am hiding behind.
Peel back the layers of persona's I have been forced to wear.
Don't you see the pain that lies there?
Can't you see the silent tears that I don't release?
Don't you see the scars you have created with your hateful words?
Can't you hear me screaming, even though no sound leaves these lips?
I know you can't, blind to all but the rage you feel inside.

How much more of this do you think I can take from you?
The knife you keeping shoving in me is already full of my blood!
Do you want it all, leaving me drained and empty?
Do you want my very soul, the essence of who I am?
Does your anger burn that deeply inside you?
Slash away all you want with your barbed comments.
Stab at my heart with your sharp piercing words.
Push the knife in until the hilt is up against my skin.
Until the blade is covered with this Angels sweet blood,
You will not break me; I am stronger than you think.

Remember this though not one tear will you see.
All this pain, anguish, and anger I will hold inside.
Feeding on it, letting it strengthen me.
No emotion will you see in these deep brown eyes,
Only lifeless dark pools staring at you.
Not a cry or whimper will pass these sealed lips.
I refuse to give you that satisfaction.
See I will endure all of this torture.
The glares from your raged filled eyes,
The comments that you know will hurt,
The stabs at myself confidence and self-esteem,
I will take it all in, for this is almost at an end.
I will be free from the chains that bind this Angel.
Free from this ever living Nightmare;
Able to spread my wings and fly again.