More than that...

Your words are like a direct stab to my feelings, to my soul and heart; They are like nails buried in my skin, leaving a hole that is difficult to heal.

You help my world begin to turn dark, to raise walls again and hide what it took me years to show.

You cause much more in me than an insecurity, a storm perhaps, a hurricane or mental apocalypse. Forcing myself to hide every trace of personality, forming again that person...