Deadly

 

Fat

Ugly

Stupid

Slut

Whore

Prude

Bitch

Faggot

Gay

Lez

Words are painful,

Powerful

The more you use them the more someone gets hurt

The more words are used, the closer she gets to slitting her wrists,

Using a gun,

Over dosing.

The more words you use the more she shuts down.

Sometimes she cries,

Sometimes she starves herself,

Sometimes she convinces herself you’re wrong,

Sometimes she knows she’s wrong,

Because if the popular kid says it’s true

Who is she to prove them wrong?

Who is she to fight back?

Who is She?

Where’d she go?

Casket,

Roses,

The picture of her smiling face.

Morbid,

Hatred,

Fear.

They never should have used that picture.

They should have had a picture of words.

Words like missed,

Loved,

Perfect.

Abused,

Wretched,

Bullied,

Misunderstood,

Unheard,

Silent,

Suffering,

Words are deadly.

They are the eighth deadly sin.

And they were the demise of my best friend.

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.   

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