Sometimes,
when people aren't paying attention,
they let it slip.
How they
really
see you.
Sometimes,
they'll only
accidentally
drive the knife where it hurts.
But,
sometimes,
instead of apologizing
or retracting,
they let go of the handle.
Shift blame.
And leave you
to bleed.
ESTÁ A LER
thoughts and kind-of-sort-of prose
PoesiaA compilation of "poetry" and stuff that I've written. TW: suicide, self harm, depression, assault, violence -please let me know if there are others. -thx
Sometimes
Sometimes,
when people aren't paying attention,
they let it slip.
How they
really
see you.
Sometimes,
they'll only
accidentally
drive the knife where it hurts.
But,
sometimes,
instead of apologizing
or retracting,
they let go of the handle.
Shift blame.
And leave you
to bleed.