I promise
I have hurt myself worse
Than you have hurt me
I promise
The blade goes deeper into my skin
Than the words you hurl do
Actually
That’s not quite true
They go down the same distance
Because they are the same
The sharpness of the words
And the sharpness of the blade
Each word is a tally
Marked in red
That pours out my life
Until I am dead
So yes
I might promise
That I don’t care
But one day you will need someone to hurt
And I won’t be there
I’ll be lying in the ground
Still marked with your voice
And I hope you know
This wasn’t a choice
You forced me in here
Holding the blade
You disguised it as words
But it was all the same
They hurt me
And killed me
And then at the end
You still tried to convince me
That you were my friend
So I lay here and think
Night after night
I promise you
I won't be alright
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 10:14 PM UTC
I promise
I have hurt myself worse
Than you have hurt me
I promise
The blade goes deeper into my skin
Than the words you hurl do
Actually
That’s not quite true
They go down the same distance
Because they are the same
The sharpness of the words
And the sharpness of the blade
Each word is a tally
Marked in red
That pours out my life
Until I am dead
So yes
I might promise
That I don’t care
But one day you will need someone to hurt
And I won’t be there
I’ll be lying in the ground
Still marked with your voice
And I hope you know
This wasn’t a choice
You forced me in here
Holding the blade
You disguised it as words
But it was all the same
They hurt me
And killed me
And then at the end
You still tried to convince me
That you were my friend
So I lay here and think
Night after night
I promise you
I won't be alright
