egg shells for you

We break porcelain eggshells
leave shards on the floor
slice through the skin of our feet
as we walk around each other
fighters
bloodied and bruised  

I hide
you follow
I lock the door
you wait
mouth full of knives
hell is waiting on the other side

I'm the problem
you're the problem
we're the problem
everything is always
someone else fault

We try to speak
but no one is listening
you talk over me
I talk over you
you hate it when I yell
I hate it when you insult me

Your words like barbed-wire hooks in my skin
I scream like I can bring the world
to its knees
and for a second maybe I can
for a second I'm powerful
as I break the air
with words and noise
and pain

But the power never lasts

Your words can't change me
and I'm already too broken
for you to break me

So I break more eggshells
and wait for the crackle of your step
and pretend like we're not already dead