Lyrical Logic

I didn’t just twist my ankle;
I didn’t just scrape my knee.
This isn’t a
“Rub some dirt in it”
Kind of pain.

This isn’t a broken bone,
This isn’t surgery recovery.
No – this feels like
My chest ripped open,
My heart torn out.

This is the hurt people sing about.
The kind that lingers,
The kind you can’t just cry away.
So many pieces of me are broken,
I don’t even know where to start
To put myself back together.

You broke my trust.
You called time of death
On our marriage,
Our life,
Our family.