WordsA Poem by JoyI'm sorry if this is jumbled and broken. I am breaking.I take showers to get clean. To wash away the dirt, The mud, The sorrows of the day. To get away from the people, The words. But every time, There is always a mirror that shows me, My reflection, My past, My pain, The words. Words. Words. Words, They flood into my mind. The words that control me Tell me who to be How to be How to act How to change. These words. Words Words Words They hurt me They hunt me They shape me Words hurt more than any pain I have felt Words caused the pain Words telling me who I was Who I am Who I will be They tell me that I am I am I am I am I am not Beautiful Strong Powerful Ugly Weak Damaged Scared Every word hurts I am beautiful I am not beautiful Every word goes both ways Every word can make me panic Give me an anxiety attack They all hurt I can't trust words Words Words They break me Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will always hurt me Words are drilled into my mind Shoved down my throat Once these words are in my head, They never leave I am never good enough I am my own enemy My words are my enemy Words Words Words... © 2016 Joy |
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Added on December 30, 2016 Last Updated on December 30, 2016 |