Each minute I’m sitting here <br />Why don’t I just leave? <br />One year has drifted past <br />Another has flown by. <br />Anything can happen in one minute. <br />That minute can cause so much: <br />Anguish, torment, grieve and suffering, <br />They're all just other words to disguise the <br />Word we all know as “pain”. <br /> <br />I’m still sitting here <br />In the same torture chamber you left me in <br />Six years ago. <br />I am reminded of your <br />Deep intense brown eyes telling the truth, <br />When only your lips don’t. <br />Your check-to-check smile <br />Lets me know that I am right. <br /> <br />Sticks and stones I won’t forget <br />Forever a scar on my body. <br />But words ring in my head <br />Like a thousand daggers coming back to haunt me. <br />All of this emotional distress you put upon me <br />Makes me inflict it back on myself, <br />Punishing myself because of you. <br /> <br />How can you fix this, <br />When sorry has no meaning?<br /><br />Emma Jane Pearson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/words-that-mean-pain/
