Twenty Slivers - Stephanie Schneiderman

The words stick even still

Sour tar beneath my nails

Inside the cracks

I thought I got you all out

Your gravity coming down

A quite prison even now

I thought I got you all out

And even with new skin and a different lie

You get under you get in

Every bullet I dodged in the blink of you eye

Twenty slivers in my skin

Even now you made it in

Even now you made it in

A thousand miles from me now

From your piercing glances

Even still

I can feel your eyes somehow

Ever word was paper thin

Every hill into a mountain

I thought I got you all out

Even with new skin and a different lie

You get under you get in

Every bullet that came within an inch of my life

Was it the flame you tried to kill

Your words haunt me even still

I'm afraid they always will

The words stick even still

And I'm afraid they always will