Lie still,
and let me paint you a picture.
Lie still and watch me bleed from every cut you have inflicted on me through your words.
Your words, have pierced my ears and changed my thoughts, it's invaded my mind and moved my hands in a cutting motion to comfort my heart.  My thoughts run wild but,
lie still.
Keep dressing me up in fine clothing, while destroying my interior,
Keep taking love from my veins like it never mattered, like I never needed warmth.
Continue to paint and hide your hands because your hands are indeed *****.
While I leak from every part of my body imaginable.
Lie still,
my tears never moved your heart the way that yours move mine,  although I've never seen you cry.
I see your empty shell and that I wanted to fill.
But your taste for doing wrong is stronger then my love, So You can't help me heal. You've  found new ways to pretend.
but,
lie still,
because I already know how this story end.. -LovahAlston