Cutting Words

Blood drips as razor sharp words dig deeper into my throat. Can you see how haunted my eyes have become, or heard how wqwuickly the emptiness that once allowed your echoing voice to dance has sufforcated between your every thickening lie I drown in sorrow. Just don't speak! Your words of wisdom have turned into a torture chamber you hate me, you love me you don't know what you want Please just shut up! Can't you see how hard it ha sbecome fo rme to hold back my true feelings, for me to try and not cry those salty tears that are begging to leave a trail of darkness on not only my cheeks, bu tmy dying heart as well? My souls blistering hand are bound behind its back as you abuse it profusely with words you refuse to say (words that need to be said) I want to reach out and make you feel this pain, I want you to cry upon your satin pillows and i want you to grab your blanket at night, hoping that it will warm your shaking insides it will calm your frozen heart. How much i hate you, yet at the same time i love you. And for you, i will keep swallowing these razor sharp words until, perhaps i choke. Choke on the words i dare not say!Hmm what to say about this one, i guess its just about how there are so many words that i would like to say to people, but i dont because they're too mean, so i hold them back, which end up hurting me in the end Written January 19th, 2002 © on Jul 05 2002 09:43 AM PST   0 • 10