Silent Whispers To The Innocent Poem by Lisa Weaver

It's another remark that comes out of your mouth.

She heard it.

She heard it and she knows the truth now.

You can't deny.

You can't deny.

The things you said about me.

Your living the lie, you can't deny.

Is it worth it to make me feel the way you do?

Im not scared.

Im not scared of you.

Take the blade and i'll show you what I got now.

Take the blade and i'll show you my beauty somehow.

How would you like this gun to your head?

Would it ever make you take back the things that you said?

How would you like a bullet through your head?

Don't lie

Don't lie

You corrupter of the innocent.

Don't lie

Don't lie.

Don't deny

Don't deny.

Your silent whispers to the innocent.