You murdered me a million times,

A hundred times a day.

You murdered me for all your crimes,

& all you could not say.

You choked the words right out of me,

You buried each truth you thought wrong,

You slit the throat that sang for you,

& killed me for having no song.

You murdered me with silence,

You drowned me with your noise,

Hung by my own compliance,

Sentenced by my choice.

You murdered me a million times,

A hundred time a day,

I’ve learned I am immortal,

In every single way.








You said.

What you looking at
you said
What you thinking ’bout
you said
What you wearing
you said
What you saying
you said
What you doing
you said
Where you going
you said;

Sadly, love was just as absent as those question marks.