When all you have are words
I watched as the world turned its back on me
at first I wasn't sure
but you reassured me I was just being crazy
which was something I already knew
I guess I should have known
I should have felt the way my heart hardened
and began to turn cold
but you just would have told me that was all in my head too
and the way my numb frost-bitten fingers felt
well that was nothing new
I learned that I had to numb myself so a wouldn't hurt anymore
I think its funny
how I cry as the wind blows in my hair as we are flying down the freeway
the hot wind in my face
but I am only thinking of how the world can be so cold
I watched as you turned its back on me
I was for sure when it first happened
without a doubt in my mind
I played it off
I smiled and tried no to make it awkward
but you've never blown me off before
now my brittle bones are braking
and I didn't know what to do
what happens when all you have are words?
words that are sharp and dangerous
ready to kill
my tongue is sharp
and from a young age I was fed abuse, and hate
so when I speak I spit knives
when I laugh I taste razors in my throat
but I don't want too hurt you even though you left me
you turned you back on me like the rest of the words
and you left me with nothing but these hollow words
that I'm not sure mean anything at all
I don't want to hurt you
