uoq - Dull knives

You didn’t scream, you didn’t shout
Just let the quiet bleed it out
No raised voice, no broken plate
But I still feel the twist too late

You smiled while saying something small
But it echoed louder than them all
It’s not the storm that shakes my core
It’s words that close and lock the door

It’s not the fight that left me sore
It’s silence I keep asking for
You didn’t cut with what you said
You cut with what you left unsaid

Dull knives cut deeper than sharp words
They slip beneath without being heard
You bled me slow with every phrase
Till I believed I lost my place
You didn’t shout, but I still bled
From quiet things you never said
Dull knives cut deeper, leave no trace
But I still feel them every day

You didn’t lie, but didn’t stay
You left in such a subtle way
Like closing doors without a sound
But now I hear them all around

I wear the scars no one can see
Each sentence wrapped in apathy
I tried to speak, you looked away
And that said more than words could say

You hurt me gently, soft and clean
No drama scene, just gone between
And now I sit with all the weight
Of wounds that silence helped create

Dull knives cut deeper than sharp words
Like shadows wrapped around my nerves
You killed the fire without the flame
You left, but didn’t take the blame
You whispered doubt till I believed
That love should ache and then recede
Dull knives cut deeper, slow decay
And I still feel you slip away

It’s not the punch that took me down
It’s how you vanished without sound
Your love was gentle razor thin
I didn’t see the pain sink in

Dull knives cut deeper than sharp words
Like poems cursed beneath the dirt
You never meant to break my skin
But silence let the hurt begin
You left no blood, but left me bare
With quiet ghosts still everywhere
Dull knives cut deeper, so they say
And I still bleed in subtle ways

You smiled…
and I bled anyway.