you cut me
with your words,
trying your best
to tear me down,
to crush me,
and you forget that
I am blood and bone.
you cut me
deep into my skin
in an attempt
to break me,
to mold me,
and I resist
till I am stone.
you cut me
and you're surprised
when I don't bleed,
but I am
only what you made me,
and now I go
under and alone.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Abyss
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2 comments:
I like this. I realize that this is deeply personal and thus may be disturbing, but I like it. Hold in there!
Thank you :)
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