my back is hurting
I don't know why
I turn around
why are you holding knives
my heart is hurting
why
when I tell you what's wrong
you turn around
I'm cold I know
You're cold
and I try
why don't say it to my face
why are you walking away
I'm not going to fight
even then
you turn over
you're no good
I've heard it over and over
my back is hurt
from all the times
you've stabbed me
you chose to betray me
in the most pathetic way
slowly
I'm bleeding
but I'll let you know
I'm not so cold
You're so cold
and I'm not going to try
here's your knife back
I have a knife collection from family and friends