The Bride's Dagger

Your statements stab my eyes
Your pain breaks my bones
There's nothing left to pick now
Just skip your sticks and stones

No strength left in my mind
I can't paint your picture of mud
Too weak to stand your torture
Pick my skin then and use my blood

The silver lining of your tears shatter
Don't look at me to catch them
Your petals are being stabbed by your thorns
Some how you've broken your stem

You're on your knees baggin from forgiveness
Easily giving in, I fall to your side
You're bleeding to death, running out of time
Take my dagger, my life, my bride