Razors

Let my words slice through you
as yours do upon me
let these words flow
flow from my mouth to your heart
and let them sit
sit until they themselves
are just as rotten as you
and when they are done decaying
and they are nothing
let your soul absorb them
and translate their meaning
for you are to shallow
to shallow to understand
the pain
the pain like thousands of
razors searing my flesh
ripping me to the bone
only you don't see it, for
there are no wounds
but yet I feel this pain
I still feel this pain