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My Words

Updated: Feb 18, 2022


I often ramble and speak loudly.

Laugh at things that aren't funny

and I cry. I cry a lot.


Words hurt more than they should.

Every single one is a scar.

It stains your image,

and it taunts you as a daily reminder.


You have no control over it.

Your mind goes blank and you feel dull.

Easily taking people's words to heart.


As much as you wish for it to stop,

it doesn't. It just plows down your barriers

and finds you all over again.

Playing in an endless loop, over and over.


Until all you can see

are those scars, reminding you of who you are,

but hey.


at least it doesn't hurt anymore.

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