I lie awake and think.
Replaying every word.
They hurtle towards me.
Sharp
Deadly
Piercing
They cut through me.
Slicing skin.
Cutting me open.
Cutting me deep.
Jagged edges force their way through my flesh, making their way inside.
Searching
Targeting my heart.
Ripping a hole.
Digging deep.
Penetrating
Attacking
Relentless
You’ve left a permanent hole in me.
It grows deeper by the day.
And I can’t seem to fill it.
Side note:
Words are dangerous. We use them as weapons everday. But when we, ourselves, use them on other people we seem to forget how it felt when they we’re targeted at us. Words hurt and cut deep. Think twice.
