my words are like a sharpened sword
providing the ultimate protection
or destroying everything it touches

I know just where to strike
I can ****
or it can save

I am deadly
dont touch me
for what happens next is unclear

every little pain to me
erects a newer weapon
each more deadly than the last
sharper and more precise
with every use
I become more vilified

when I leave
there will be scares
there will be tragedy

a master of my art
a devastated lonely assassin
I am a trained killer

love is the key
it opened my heart
and closed the hole

you healed me
I was torn apart
you fixed my soul

I dont like the air
so I drown the time

...

I dont want to die anymore
I have reasons to stay
I have a girlfriend

I might not be kinetic energy
but I have potential energy

that girlfriend
keeps me sane
I havent spoken to her in a while
or seen her in some time
but she stays in my heart
to keep me from being torn apart

this is my poem
I am evolving
I am growing
I am me

I heard your voice today
after four years
I heard your voice

I imagined this day before
I thought we would talk longer
share a couple memories
laugh a few times

"I missed you"

"I thought of you"

"I miss the fun"

endless conversations
playing in my head
I've thought of millions
but not a single one right

im at a loss of words
this is totally new
I heard your voice
but I had no choice

who was that person
with the nails on a chalkboard
razors in the shredder
type of voice

"hello, is this Angela?"
"no"
"who is this"
"faith"
"oh, well... it's Alex"
"im not supposed to talk to you"
(you sound like a trained killer)
"I know, can you tell mom I said hi"
"yeah"
(you executed perfectly)
"im sorry"
(dial tone)

who was that
my used to be sister
I dont know

I thought it would be different
I was wrong
do I deserve this life
she spoke like I dont

she used to like me
so who is that

I heard her voice today
after four years
I wish I could forget