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» bladed words

i knew already my soul had been through a lot –
the way it sighed and rolled over in on itself
as your hissed words pierced my heart, 
like it was far too used to the pain to let it hurt anymore – 
i've known that my soul was far too tired to be bothered trying.

i still don't know why your hissed
words break up my sentences like the
fragments of my already 
shattered soul, don't know it still hurts, don't know
why with every one of your words i 
cringe away from the blade when i once 
would have accepted my fate 

because i know the words don't hurt, 
i know that the blade's pain is temporary, maybe
it's you who threw it; i always knew
you could wield the sharpest words – it was you who taught me – but
i never thought you would ever throw them
in my heart, i never thought
it'd be you. 

[ 1.25.21 ]