Spoken Visions

Words of Murder

The words I spoke were like bullets to the chest

Each syllable piercing through your bullet proof vest

A game of Russian Roulette and I was the lucky one

Your eyes bulged as I spoke the words that stung

The blood began to pour and I stared in those eyes

Wishing I could take it all back and say that I lied

But it was true, honest and real

And it shot you unconscious with no chance to heal

I killed you inside and your tears flowed

All the while I prayed that I don't reap what I just sowed

Maybe I will be forgiven for this catastrophe

For it was only a comeback from when you laughed at me

Taunted me, bullied me like a helpless child

And I said what I knew would kill you inside

Murder she wrote sticks and stones

The words that beat and broke every bone