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Why?

Darkness in your fearsome words waits to tear my soul to shreds; every word you speak is another dagger upon my skin. How much I hate that vile tongue of yours that spits out words, like poison down my throat. Why, why do you keep cutting me with words like a thousand razor blades, I never did anything to you, anything to any of you and yet you gang up around with hateful eyes that burn my flesh like cigarette lighters. You smile through your teeth at me then stab at me with your words when my back is turned. I try to build a wall around me and shut you out, even at the cost of shutting out any one that can help, but still you keep chipping away. Why even after the wall is gone, broken, shattered upon the floor, do you chip away at me till nothings left? Why, why when I hear whispering behind me or a laugh off in the distance do I cry inside? Words, how I hate words, every kind, for in my ears they turn needles gouging at my brain. I cower in the darkest reassess of my mind, try to hide, but your always there cutting me with words. Why, why does it hurt so much when I hear my own name, why can’t I stop feeling you over my shoulder, feel your words cut into me, even when they’re from the mouth of my best friend? Why do you make me want to die, why do you make me want to cry, why do you wish me to disappear, why, just why?

Why?

saint

Joined November 2007

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