Every knife you pull out of the dark corners of your mind is polished by your explosive feelings. They carve at the sensitive parts of me... I stop them from getting too deep. I release you from me. If my honesty makes your anger reach for ways to hurt me, I can see we're searching for different things. I'm trying to tame my own flames while I watch you burn everything around you. Go ahead, turn my advice, my perspective into a black silhouette of what used to be. .Laura Curren.