Stop You

Stop holding your knife
It's leaving scars
Deep inside me
I din't mean to hurt you
Had nothing to do with it
Just my name on your list
I never did like you
You were just a friend
Things got damned
So now I turned

Will you help me?
I guess not
You must stop
Turn back I beg you
Im not a dog
Your ignorance
It is the danger in between
We are both under fire

Note: I liked this poem when I made it at first glance then suddenly it din't seem taht good I don't know. What do you think?