Shaking; Broken.

We speak
A simple conversation
But your words
Seep into me like poison
Don't you see how frail I am?
Your words
That break me,
That broke me,
Are a fresh new cut on my arm
This is my friend,
the knife,
Much like the one you threw away
Long, long ago
Each word
Each cut
Leaves me
Shaking
Shaking
Shaking
From joy
From ecstasy
From seeing the beautiful blood
You broke me
Leaving me here
In an emptiness
I'm
Breaking
Breaking
Breaking
From the pain
From the hurt
From your words
Shaking
Shaking
Shaking
With joy
Do you see me?
Do you believe me?
Go on,
Pop that pill
I dare ya,
I'm
Breaking
Breaking
Breaking
Watch the blood
Don't you love it?
Isn't it pretty?
Don't turn away
You need to see it,
love it like I do,
Embrace the scars like I do
I'm
Bleeding
Bleeding
Bleeding
Can't you see what your words do to me?
I chose not to tell you
But you still can't honestly
Ignore
The fact that I'm
Shaking
Shaking
Shaking;
Breaking
Breaking
Breaking
Tears and blood mingle,
combine,
I'm
Shaking
Shaking
Shaking;
Breaking
Breaking
Breaking;
Broken.

Our parting words to each other,
"I love you".