Every word that you spoke were like knives.
Knives that you threw at me that sticked to my skin.
Words can hurt more than you can ever imagine.
I wonder if you saw my tears.
You must have said those words to get me to fall down into oblivion and helplessness.
I still have knife marks on my skin because of your terrible words.
I hope that you will regret what you said.
If I could I would have thrown your knives back at you,
But I was to to bloody and hurt to stand to do that.
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Threads of Words
PoetryThese poems are simply my emotions. Most of these poems are fictionalized while some are loosely based upon my own experiences. I never thought that I would express my feelings and aspirations with anyone but myself. I surprised myself when I starte...
