Not like all the others…
You thought you could cut me
And get away with it
That I would be like the others before me
That you could just cut me down in pieces
Make yourself feel better
And play all your nasty little games
That you could cut me
And I would just bleed silently
Take all the hurt and pain
Because I loved the hand
That was holding the knife
For love I would be willing to take and tolerate it all
But what I did
You never saw it coming
Instead just bleeding silently
Or apologizing for the mess that you caused
I took the knife you were holding
And cut you out of my life instead
You asked me to sacrifice
Everything for this horrible thing
You dared to call love
Just because it works time to time
Doesn’t erase the toxic unhealthy mess it is
I’m not gonna waste my love for it
And I refuse to take any more cuts
From your cruel hands
Most of all I don’t want my loving heart die in your hands
Or even worse
End up with same awful decaying heart that you have
Nothing can hide it any longer either
So I take the knife and cut you out of my life
Before it’s too late to save myself
I tried saving you
But only learned hard life lesson
Anyone can’t save a person who doesn’t want to be saved
Some people like you are beyond the risk even trying to be saved
So you cut me the last time
And my first cut is cutting you out of my life
Severing the ties forever
C.F. Grönroos ©
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