Words

Your sharps words are piercing my heart

But you don't care.

As long as you can open your mouth

And get your so-called point across.

You're good.

You're ok walking away

While I sit there

Bleeding, and go numb.

.

I see that small satisfied smirk

That says it all

I am right always right, never wrong

.

Even when you know

That you got your point across

Still, you open your mouth

And drive that nail in deeper

.

I sit there quietly

And take it

As I fight the tears

The nail slowly drives in deeper

And my heart, in pain

It bleeds