Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Stab Me.

Stab, stab, stab.
That's all they do.
Stab you from the back, right into your spine
Cutting off all your senses
Whispering lies in your ears
Lies that you grow to believe.

Stab your lungs so you can't breath
Puncture your skin and let it bleed
Stab you again, and again, and again
Stab, stab, stab.
That's all they know.

Stab you with kindness
Stab you with words
Meaningless "I'm always here"s
"You can count on me"s
Stab you even when you scream no.
Stab you with kisses, with care.

Stab, stab, stab.
You stab yourself right under the ribs
And when you're lying a pool
Of your own blood flowing on the tile
You look around for one of those stabbers
They're gone.
With them, their kindness, words and care.

"I'm always here"? Really now?
Go fuck yourself.
All you did was stab.
Stab, stab, stab.
Stabbed me until I stabbed myself.
And then you left.
Stab, stab, stab.
That's all they do. 
Stab, stab and stab.

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