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.