Weapons of the Mind

Words can be as powerful as a punch to the face.

Words fire against me
Weapons of the mind,
Destroying from inside

Simple vibrations
Buzzing the heart,
Causing tares without halt

Fear controls my own
Sticking all shut,
Controlled and lost

Pain seizers
Breath is held,
No release in sight

Helplessly drained
Panic overrides,
No hope to be found

To scared to show,
I Start to rip apart,
Starting with the heart

It’s difficult to hate
When one is so blind,
By the weapon of love.

Author's Note

This one is new, written about two days ago. The first one I have written in a while. It helps emotions a lot!