Rub Me Raw

Rub Me Raw

You rub me raw

with the emotional saw you revealed.

Oh, how artistically you wield,

repeating the same cutting movements.

It’s cunning

how it slashes in the same spot �"

red hot,

stunning.

I catch my breath and hiss in pain;

I’ll never be the same again.

Sliced clean off

is my tolerance for that disrespect

I’ve come to know and expect.

Instead of leaping like a tiger in the night,

I’ve turned my back now on the fight.

I no longer can stand the sight

of the toxic behavior that continues to bite.