God please stop this pain.
This pain of a sword digging into my heart like a million bee stings that are never sweet like promised.
You said to me that love was as sweet as honey but instead to me right now it's as sour as vinegar and lemons.
Why God did you lie?
Mother why did you tell me love was a sweet spoonful of sugar on warm summers day.
Why Father did you say love was an adventure like in fairytale books. Sister why didn't you warn me about how break ups and heart aches stung like a cat scratch with salt poured into the cut.
World why didn't you tell me in advance about all this pain.
Why wasn't I warned.
Why does it all sting?
- the world never warned me about how love would burn and sting like a papercut with lemon doused on it.
