She asked him to stop
His words cut her deeply
She said he was hurting her
His words were killing
By measured out inches
When he opened his mouth
Each time that he spoke
Vomit then poured out
Calculated to hurt her
And Love was famine
Affection became a drought
She walked away, quickly
Feeling all was lost
Taking time to self examine
And decided
This was her life
It was too short
To spend it all
In this way
For someone who would find
It was never enough
Because they only loved
Themselves
