Words like knifes

Said through the wood

Of a closed door

Fall to the floor

They can't hurt me

I don't feel anything

But faintly hear the words of many

If only I could have a penny

For every word ever said

Or every note ever read

For all those nights that I shred

At my skin as blood spread

And how many times I've bled 

How many times I've filled with dread

And wished I was dead