Loaded
A word can cut deep.
Deeper than any blade, it's loaded
But only if they are listening.
How can he hear the loaded words.
I throw them at him fast but he was,
Loaded.
War, and earful of a word. Triggered
Loaded words, so full of meaning, experience.
The only war I've experienced is the battlefield in my mind.
One side raging against the other. Killer intentions.
The words they spoke no longer had meaning.
Much like I thought of myself.
My words weren't loaded, but something was.
I am fearful.
The gun never goes off when the safety is on.
But what safety on the loaded word?
Spoken word, full of true power,
I fire my words and killed her
Soul.
Words know no gender,
Race, or even who they are aimed at.
They strike fast, but sometimes slow.
They kill without ever killing
They can heal and repair what they've done.
All in all, the words remain loaded.
You never know what your words might mean
To someone else.
