The Words

The words you scream

With a bitter tone

Have left me broken

Insecure and unsure

And I no longer

Feel confident

In the sundress you bought me

When we first met

And yet

Every day continues

With me still here with you

And no matter how much

I fight my thoughts

And try to leave you

I always return

Because the blades of a ceiling fan

Always return

To the same position