Killer
They said,
"You can talk to him"
They said,
"He's not a killer"
They said,
"You can trust him"
But I can't do either
I took their word
I threw out my own judgement
I threw out self doubt
I lost myself
In your smiles
Your witty words
And side remarks
But truth be told
I now know
What they said
Was a lie
I can't talk to you
I can't trust you
In fact
I don't even think I know you
You are a killer
You killed my spirit
You broke my heart
Took me away from the light and threw me in the dark
But it's okay
I want to say
I can't even feel it
Why do I even bother
Writing what I want to say?
You can't hear me words
No matter what form they take
But then again, you've never heard anything I've had to say
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