sharp

as sharp as an unsheathed sword
was every single word
that you ever said to me,
yet true as true can be.

funny how you turn words to knives,
toy with them, toy with lives
and calling mine out as lies
toy with me like a cat with mice.

your wit was as sharp as your tongue,
yet one time you were darn wrong:
words can't mend what words have broken,
knives are thrust once sharp words spoken.