Words.

Words,

They are filled with raw emotion,

some from the heart, others from pure anger.

Maybe some is from sorrow, or complete optimism.

In any case, it just seems to me.

That these words, are thrown around, just like money.

Words, can be like daggers, to the heart.

Or, they can be a reason to live.

They heal, they hurt.

But, in the end,

to most people,

they are just,

Words.