12/30 National Poetry Month Challenge

You ain't trying to change
Me but your words are spoken
Like a two edge sword
And neither side is
Shaping me
There's only bleeding
And the blood has found
It's way to your hands
Not because
Of the first aid
You're trying to render
After the torture
But because you
Neglected to put
A handle on your
Weaponry
And you now
Realize
That you cut yourself
Before
You stabbed me.