breathe {poetry}--

dishonest utterance

i am looking in the mirror 

but i am trying to turn away 

to hear another voice,

another soul,

let them replace the ones i own.

the ones that whisper,

let their words tickle my ear 

they are the ones to avoid. 

i can't get them out 

they've grown roots,

built a house,

they are cozy now.

those despicable words

they found a place

a safe place,

in an innocent child's head.

making me wonder, 

"which one will be next?"

the words 

like a swarm of stinging bee's 

hornets,

something that causes pain.

but you see they both  have venom

and it's slowly killing me.

d.n.