Cruelty
Your words pierced my heart
Like
a knife.
Professions of love
Swiftly turned to
Angry barbs
Flung
from a distance
Pricking my soul
And injuring my spirit.
Today I am
Beaten, bruised,
Battered and bleeding
From despair and confusion.
I am uncertain
Of what I did
Or said
To invite this vicious
assault.
I don't love you any less,
I just fear you now.
An added
dimension
To an already complete
relationship.