Break Me

By Fujimi (不死身)


I let my guard down
And you used that opportunity
To push that blade
Dull from years of use and dried blood
Further into that wound
Which can never seem to scar over

But I pushed that familiar ache back down
Buried it beneath excuses and logical explanations
I'm sorry to say, but this time
Not a trace was to be found
You could not break me