How wrong are you
So terribly
Terribly wrong
To think that your words can break me
I had been broken before
Trust me
Your words do not even leave dents
You think you are so smart
You think you are winning
But I am still standing
And you,
You are running out of words
You think petty insults
And meaningless stabs
Can get to me?
How wrong you are
My armor is made of steel
You can not cut through it
You think you are so smart
But the words you use are stupid
They have no edge, no effect
You think you are winning
But my armor remains untouched
And my feet still work
You think all these things get to me
But they don't
I hold the power of love
People who love me
People I love
But you,
You with all your penniless words
Your ignorant insults
You have no love
Who really is winning
If I still stand
And you are growing weak
I have evolved
I have changed
Your useless words
They no longer bother me
YOU ARE READING
Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...
