Verbal Daggers
(A first draft but one of my favorites)
My world shatters
when your tongue throws it’s dagger
piercing my heart
in its torn parts
—
Don’t worry though
i‘ll sew up my wounds
so the blood dripping from my core
doesn’t bother you anymore
and you put away your swords
—
You said the hurt was done for
you’re sorry
there will be no more
As I’m bent over scrubbing the stain
left from the blood of my pain
—
Yet the knives fly again
into unhealed scars
but instead of my heart
I’ll sew up my ears
and finally leave you in tears
—
The mess of shattered glass
your job to clean up
forevermore
About the Creator
Isabella Walker
I'm trying my best so if you're reading this, thank you! (Most of these pieces I will be revising and editing throughout this process, keep coming back for updated pieces!!)
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