Swiss Army Knife Poem by Joestar Wanderer

She carries a switchblade in her hand
Mind desecrated due to words from man
Trying to be herself for as long as she's known
Twinge fills her heart as he leaves her home
Keeping her guard up causing her loss
Her insecurity climbs and clumps like a moss
Hurting others is the only result of her pain
You play the victim and I'll play insane

Miss me love me, hate or resent
Futile love for your sins you must repent
With my body tied down, she pierces my mind
She Buries me so no one can find
I am cold