Tears burn like broken glass
carving into my face.
I feel like my face is being ******* cut off
And you've managed to bring out the worst in me
you should be afraid
For when you hurt your own ******* friend
You hurt someone with the power
to cut you down like no other before
And I could hurt you even worse than you hurt me
I can sharpen my already razor sharp words
And slicing you oh so carefully
that you fall to pieces in meer seconds.
But oh I refuse to stoop to your level
Unlike you,
I respect the power behind words
And the inability of humans to take them back after they've been said.
But for now I'm still bitter.
May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 9:16 PM UTC
Tears burn like broken glass
carving into my face.
I feel like my face is being ******* cut off
And you've managed to bring out the worst in me
you should be afraid
For when you hurt your own ******* friend
You hurt someone with the power
to cut you down like no other before
And I could hurt you even worse than you hurt me
I can sharpen my already razor sharp words
And slicing you oh so carefully
that you fall to pieces in meer seconds.
But oh I refuse to stoop to your level
Unlike you,
I respect the power behind words
And the inability of humans to take them back after they've been said.
But for now I'm still bitter.
