eve-ry syllable
that comes out of your pretty mouth
makes me uneasy
daggers covered in roses
but the thorns won't heal my wounds
how can the same person  
say something
that can make you feel  like
for once
you're going to be more
than "okay"
but can tear you apart like
the page in your journal
you tried to forget
your lungs are meant to give you life
but they're surely taking away mine