This War Paint

by Nobody   Apr 15, 2018


You stabbed me in the back
Pushing the knife deeper
Until only the hilt was left

Hoping I would bleed out
Left me stranded for dead
Didn’t think I could heal

But the joke’s on you
I came back swinging
Gearing for a fight

Opened my mouth for a battle cry
I’m wearing these scars
Like a war paint

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  • 9 months ago

    by Zia Mikaela

    You are so talented! I love your writing!

    • 9 months ago

      by Nobody

      Oh wow thank you so much

  • 1 year ago

    by Michael

    Nobody

    A dark piece that gave me the chills, and written well. Back stabbers certainly met a few in my life!
    Much love
    Michael :)x

    • 1 year ago

      by Nobody

      Thank you so much!