Words…
They dip and spin
Chase themselves round and through my head
Kestrels on an ocean breeze
Bats flying blind through a castle keep
Words…
We know their power
To uplift, sooth, hurt or wound
Sun illuminating a heart
Storm drowning the unwary
I will not speak words I do not feel
Never again will I be overcome by emotion
That undoes my words and lets them loose
Sets them like harpies upon the unsuspecting
Sends them in search of my psyche
A verbal boomerang launched in thoughtlessness
Seeking to come back and haunt me
Hurt me
With my own words…
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Words they can so easily lift us up or tears down so very true.
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so, true words and poems against my soul have torn my heart an soul to the ground over the years 😦 jest is not right as far as i am concerned when someone goes against every thing they ever told u as to have been thier truth 😦 very sad yes indeed to me 😦 it is …all there is to it,,,,,,,,,seems like ur narc friend should have played with my blueangelwolf to show her what a real NARC is,,,i am sorry u have had to go through this shit,,,,similaritaries in reverse are quite true for me though as i read through ur poetry and life with 😦 ………….many blessingz over an out …. Q
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