Not the prompt but fuck I need to do this.

She cut me first.

Through those unbroken fake smiles.

Those rushes of anger

She broke her cage and broke me first.

She hurt me.

Deep down where they wouldn’t see

They say they understand my pain.

The pain that lives inside of me.

When I tried

So hard

To end this

I told her

How she’d cut me first.

The smiles were fake

The adrenaline pumped through my body like a gas

My fists clenched and itching to strike.

But I didn’t break my cage

Because she broke me first.

And in her cage stands all the things I love best in this world.

She keeps them there.

Controls them.

No one comes to help.

When she breaks her cage.

She hurt me.

She cut me so I was powerless to stop.

She cut me first