The lettered girl

I am bleeding words
That have been trapped up inside of me 
Stuck in the darkness
Of pulsing red veins cycling through my heart.
My blood is full of black ink
Mixed together in a puddle of misunderstanding
That would take a million years to puzzle out.
Slit me open and you'll find letters
Tumbling through space and time
In a thousand different languages.
My words hurt you don't they?
They hurt you because they tell you the truth of what you've done
They hurt you like your blades hurt me.
Truth hurts
But only to those who've forgotten how to tell it.