Sunday, February 23, 2014

your words

your words are 
like papercuts 
I don't know existed, 
until much later
when they sting.
the meanings behind them
rise up slowly from my stomach, 
like bile, 
like acid. 
i need to throw them up 
but i can't 
lest anyone else finds out. 
keep it down. keep it down. 
don't let others know 
that i am weak
that your words get to me 
that your words actually 
makes my heart bleed. 

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