Lost

The pain that's caused from brutal lies
Is almost enough to kill you inside
If death was based on the tears we cry
Then how many would be part of the walking dead?
Cruel words cut deep like a dagger
Digging deeper with every line
Twisting and slicing as you squirm
Leaving ugly wounds that never really heal
With scars that always re-open
Feels as if someone cut up your heart
And only left the edges
It's beating so slowly now
You pray it doesn't give out
Secretly wishing it would stop beating