Little Words

 

Little words don't hurt; they sound
Like a thousand needles upon the ground.
I gather them up into my skin
And dark-dance as they start to spin.
Little words of the little lies
Control my life and compromise
The things i do and the things i say,
Needles still falling along the way.
Little words surrond me all the time
With catching phrase and hidden rhyme.
I drip-drop down onto the floor,
Carving the truth - entitled whore.
Little words, little words, bleed -
Little words are all I need.