Blades and bullets

Blades and bullets
May break my skin

But words will never
Make them win

Fat
Ugly
Stupid
These words we commonly hear

Weak
Worthless
Slow
These are words that we all know

Knives
And
Cuts
Break our skin

And suddenly
With words
They
Win

Bullets and blades
May break my skin

But with words
I will never allow them to win

The knife
Becomes my defense

My blood becomes valuable

My scars become
Reminders of my battle

And eventually
EVENTUALLY
I will heal