If you were to pick weapons

To make me bleed

What would you pick

What would it be

Would you pick your eyes

Roll them away as its about to meet mine

Perfect marbles that pay no mind to what I bring

Benign as it may be

Or would it be your ears

Could another whisk you away with what they say

as do I

Would you fall prey to such men?

Never listen to all the I love you’s and sorrys

Because I am sorry and_

Wait don't leave

Please, don't leave

Would you pick your skin

Put space between it and me

Never to fill your soft hands press against mine

Never to fill the warmth you bring

Because it's cold without you

My life is cold without you

And some nights I turn for someone to hold

But your gone and I can't stop thinking why

Why?

Would it be your tongue

Use its tip like a sword

Every word eloquently fitted to bring me pain

Each hole cut deeper than the last

I'd take it

just to put this behind us

You know what to say

You know what would sting

Just do what you need to but don't walk away

Please stay

But you picked your lips

Red like wine, soft and sweet

You seal them tight

Your words may wound me

But your silence hurts more