You have used me until I was nothing more than a worn, leather jacket ready to be replaced

You torture me with petty acts which wear me down

like a dull kitchen knife

Your words cut deep

a sword

which splays me

Stealing my smile

With your corrosive nature

You are club soda rotting my teeth

You have destroyed me repeatedly

Hardening my core like a pineapple becoming a vane in a tornado

Spinning out of control