The Last Time

He would never hurt another

he used to say

but just cause you can’t find the knife

doesn’t mean you can hide the pain

and some things can be one and the same

some scars are unseen

those are the ones that make him feel unclean

what vile things did you say to yourself?

a daily rip of old healed wounds

a collector of scabs hides a forbidden truth

then he looks in the mirror with temporary promises to never hurt you

when do you find the real between his lies?

how could he possibly sleep at night?

but he promises he will never give up the fight

not as long as he wakes up with another try

Cause he just can’t bear watching his girlfriend cry

and that’s what he told her after he hit her “the last time”