Hit me 

Hammer if you wish 

But touch isn't necessary  

To hurt me. 

The greatest weapon  

To break me 

To smash my heart  

To bits.

Is that glistening 

Sharp knife 

You call 

Your voice 

For you 

It wouldn't hurt 

It's already drenched 

In my red liquid 

Its infinte loop 

Of stabbing my mind 

Breaking me down 

For there is no strength 

In a puppet. 

Such a shadow  

Sou created 

That pulls my strings 

Even after you're gone. 

Its creation 

Of which I 

Was blind to 

From naive trust.