Pushing Me

I wrote this back in seventh grade, during my emo poetry phase.

Every word you say
The knife gets
A little closer

Every move you make
The blade gets
A little sharper

Every blow you give
My hand gets
A little quicker

Every dream you kill
My breath gets
A little thinner

You’re
Pushing
Me
Over
The
Edge
Again

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