The Battle That Is Love

It happened today
The thing I dread
As much as death
I was ripped apart
And never will I feel whole again

I brush the blade across my rough and scarred
Already bloody skin
It seems right
Like it belongs there.... slicing
Flash!
A vision fills my mind
It is overwhelming..... the anger
And the thought of that he
Has lowered me to this level
Without knowing it!
In a way I guess he won
Didn't he?
That's how it feels

And there it is
What I was after
The blood stained carpet in my room
Only now its fresh..... again
Not satisfied
Another vision flashes by me
Of him with her
And once again I get to watch
As it passes me by
Not this time
Im not losing another one
This battle...... I will win
Maybe not in the way fights are meant to be won
But in the end it will be me
Coz he is the one who will be deciding
Where my body goes and what it says......
On my plaque