Imitate
10-19-12
No words to save your life
There is something I can do
My heart is screaming I will hurt
If I even dare to intervene
Nowhere to turn the knife
And every lie I make rings true
Your body is full of scratches and your arms burnt
I will never say goodbye to you
Every word you speak is another razor cut
All the things you have ever done will echo
Because though I try to understand,
I fail and merely repeat the sin
Deep within I am torn to a rut
Afraid of every demonic, chronic foe
If I dare reach to your hand
I will stare back into the eyes of my own kin
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2012
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