Knife

Sensitive subject...how being back stabbed feels.

Knife
It started as a pin prick, subtle enough to miss
Then the thumtack came and pressed deep within my skin
I alerted to it's presence pulled it out
A bed of crimson liquid bubbled out.

After that it happened quickly
graduation from pencil pen then knife.
Now I feel it pierce my back to front
Destroying my only heart.
I want to pull it out, the pain it causes is so great,
And even with the blood flowing down into a puddle around my feet

Im scared to pull this knife that twists and breaks my soul,
Cuz then I'll have to live without you,
And possibly see you no more

It's possible that's what you want
Your love for me is gone
But it hurts to know my love for you will never die
And so I leave this painful knife buried deep inside.