Mind

To my mind:

 
We are at war, you and me  

An everlasting of exchange  

Insults and new wounds  

And apologies  

That always come just a little too late

 

By the time you say  

I'm sorry

I have already absorbed the blow  

A new battle scar has risen on my skin  

My body cannot defend itself from you anymore  

 

And I'm scared a truce will never come