"cuts"

You said it all  
With no words
The most beautiful story
I'd ever heard.
 
I wasn't a child  
I wasn't a man
I was stuck in the middle
And in the middle I stand.

 
(Cut by the callousness of a cruel hearted man)
 
We lasted a while
Through heaven and hell
Both in denial
Our kingdom had fell
 
From the outside it seemed surreal  
We put on a show
How does it feel
now that you know?
 
(Do my cuts tell you so?)
 
I search for an ending...
Some way to let this go..
So what hurts can start mending
the cuts in my soul.
 
(Every cut leaves a hole)
 
(How these cuts take a toll)
 
(I wish I could cut you, so maybe you'd know)