Knives with Names

Everyone played their part

causing me to finally speak.

Disappointment after another

Makes the soul slowly turn black

Like a haunting waiting to happen.

It seems nothing can ever go right

Every turn I make

There’s just another trap

Waiting for the time to strike.

Love was what was keeping alive

Reminding me at least I had that.

Pulling knives from my heart

I noticed the names who took their turn.

I was Caesar at last

Taking everyone’s blow

When I thought I could trust them the most.

Little did I know

My heart is slowly turning to stone.

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