where love learned to hurt

The walls are loud with quiet pain, Rules feel heavier than chains. Love is sharp, not soft or kind— A house, not home, you’re trapped inside. Their poisonous words cut deep— They call it love, say it’s for you— But poison wears that mask too. It shrinks you down, erases worth, Makes love feel like you don’t deserve it. Why does your love cut so deep? My efforts for love and respect turn to ashes. Do I have to give more just to be worthy of love?