Those words, usually sweet
Dripping with honey
They fill my heart with joy and glee
Kind or sometimes funny

But when truly needed, they vanish
Replaced by swords
That destroy and famish
Where do you find such poisonous words

When I need something to wrap my hurt
You stab me further
to draw more blood
Keep on reminding me that I'm a burden

You call me cruel
You call me selfish
You call me a failure
You call me worthless

I love you more than life itself
Yet you **** the life I have left
Yes I agree I might not be as great as you
but I still don't deserve this abuse

After everything is over,
when my heart is shattered
you ask what you have done
what is the matter

Oh my dear sister, if only you knew
how much these words hurt
when they come from the person that is your whole world

But you don't...
yet I still love you
because I'm supposed to