Nieve
You had me believing,
Your words were stones, cast against my flesh, cast against my bones.
Your words were cinder block, my legs stuck in their mold, so all I could do was drop.
Your words were a spear pointing at my heart, I was to nieve, so what you said I believed and was torn all apart.
You had me believing, I was deserving what I had been receiving!
Your words were my life, not seeing the wrong, only thinking you were right.
Your words were so strong, they made afraid to try, because I did not want to disappoint your eyes.
Your words were so feirce they stung, and if they were any thincker I would have been hung!
You had me believing!
But now your words have been broken down to what they were and are, From your words I have healed and have no scars.
Your words cant hold me any more, your words, are just words, nothing more!