Words

Your words cut like knives
through paper thin skin.
The looks you shove at me
hurt my very soul.
I can't trust myself anymore
because everyone hurts.
When I found your shoulder
you moved away.
I can't cut or beat
my bones to submission.
I won't try to take
the breath from you.
But I'm sick and tired
of all this s**t.
As I walk down the hallway
you snicker and sneer.
As I open the door to my home
yelling is near.
I shake, trying to hold
my world together.
But your words cut deeper
then a dagger.
The looks shatter
my eyes.
I know I'm not perfect
but you can't change that.
I can't even change that
so why should we even try?

Reviews

[Rosalind Gale]

Dear Sarah, all words are axes, you use yours with precision. I know how these feelings kill you, over and over, yet in words you find a place for your gentle heart to rest. Youth is something to be prized, keep your smile, your talent, your whole world awaits you, a world that will give you something as you give something back to it, I promise.
Rosalind
-xx-

[Rhea752]

I think this is my favorite poem of yours!! it has such an amazing message!! Keep writing Sarah!!! :D