Cruel words,
Harsh words,
Painful words,
Uttered with vicious intentions, like the tip of a needle,
Aiming at your heart.
And they smile.
Because no one will ever know,
No one will ever feel,
The way you do as they press needle after needle in your heart.
And you try to brush it away,
you pretend that you're just sensitive, overreacting, emotional –
But you know. You know that's lies. Because there's scars and pain and tears and hurt.
H u r t.
It hurts. Hurts when you're trying so hard to keep your heart together. It hurts how your chest feels so suffocated.
They're all against bullying and pain and hurting
Yet they spit word after word,
And it's as if they don't
U n d e r s t a n d
How much it hurts. And no one will ever believe in your pain,
Because it's all just words.
They don't
F e e l
The punches
The kicks
Or the stabs
They don't feel their hands around your throat, or the scars they leave behind.
They don't
S e e
The pain
The tears
The hurt
The broken pieces of your heart.
Because it's all just harmless words.
But these harmless words have caused so much harm and pain and abandoned so many scars no one will ever see, feel or hear.
Can't they see all the tears you're holding back?
Can't they see all the broken pieces left on the pavement for you to pick up?
Can't they see the scars?
Can't they see what lays behind your smile?
Can't they for once, try to
U n d e r s t a n d ?
