Words can be cruel
It hurts feelings
It can manipulateIt can make someone do insane things
My mother's words sting like venom
It makes me feel small
It makes me feel littleHer words leave venom in my blood
It makes me feel tired and uselessHer words drown me in doubt and pain
It makes me feel unheard, when she says that my words are all excuses
It makes me feel miserable
I hate that I can't hate her and her words|
I despise the I can't hate her
I hate myself for itNo matter what she says
and how much it hurtsI still can't hate her
Like I wish I couldI don't what to hate her
But her words are cruelI had to hear them my whole life
and I still can't get used to themThey still hurt
They make me cry
They make me sob
They make me despise
They make me doubt
They make me angryAnd now they make me feel exhausted
Like I will never be good enough
for itHer words are sometimes sweet
But all I can taste is sour
I don't believe them
I don't want a taste
I fear that if I taste those words
They will just be bitterMaybe I truly do hate her
Cruel
but maybe it's trueI could never tell her I hate her
I could never hurt her that much
I could never see her cryThose words are to cruel
for her and IBut I fear she wouldn't care to say it to me
She wouldn't care to say she hates meshe'd do it in a blink of an eye
She hasn't said them yet
But I fear they will come
And when they doI will truly be done
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ME
PoetryThe question that we all seek, " What is this story about", I still have no answer. This Book holds so many emotions, that not a few words can explain. Emotions that either you have gone through or that you haven't. It holds Decisions that I have ma...