Chatterbox: Inkwell

These secrets bend ad twist around me,

Tearing at my skin,

Shredding my heart,

stealing my breath.

Why do you and your new friend converse in the shadows,

Trying to be discrete,

but also make it so painstakingly clear,

That you are hiding everything from me,

Why?

Why do you have converstations in front of me,

Using my name,

pretendting as if I am not there,

To hear every one of your blows,

She dosn't listen,

She won't,

I can't trust her,

Echo in my head

each one getting me close to a forever shattered heart,

I though we were friends,

But then you got a new acquaintance,

and all you two care about is secerts,

and lies. 

Why do you continue to hurt me?