echoes

A long time ago my soul was whole...
((SMACK))
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"How'd you become so worthless?"
"All of this is your fault"
((SMACK))

but then a crack formed...

((SMACK))
"You are so ugly"
"I'm surprised you have any friends"
"How can you be this stupid?"
((SMACK))

and over time more were seen...

((SMACK))
"You ruined my life"
"How can you do this to me?"
"I hate you so much"
((SMACK))

Funny how the words always hurt more...

((SMACK))
"You are such a bitch"
"I wish you were never born"
"How'd I get a piece of shit for a daughter?"
((SMACK))

And more cracks still...

((SMACK))
"You are a fucking loser"
"You disgust me"
"I don't want to have anything to do with you"
((SMACK))

Until it finally shattered...

But with every poem, every painting and every new friend,
I'm putting myself back together. Soon the words I heard
will only be fading echos inside a strong and beautiful
soul...