One step at a time.
The old scars, they never healed.
Scratch, burn, tear, not a single yield.
You yanked out your sword and pierced us with your relentless words.
We thrusted our souls back, and you stabbed us with your heart of steel.
You protested about your lack of respect,
but did you ever ponder why we no longer connect?
Your heart-wrenching demands bore zero resemblance to your past self.
You lit the house on fire, leaving the debris for us to collect.
You brought tears to my eyes, but the tumultuous storm held them back.