they call it sharp words
when you snap at somebody.
but those are not sharp at all.
sharp words are the words you hear
every day.
the cussing,
the names,
everything.
because sharp words like that
can cut your heart in two.
right and wrong,
fight back or run away,
live or die?
they slice you down the middle,
and you’re not even yourself anymore,
because half of you is missing.
they don’t know how bad it hurts.
they don’t think that a word can hurt.
they don’t think it will make a difference
in the life of a person
who takes it everyday.
but it does.
every word another dagger
deep into your soul.
how many more
will it take
to push you over the edge?
what little threads of hope keep you
clinging
clinging with everything you have
to the things that you’ve always known?
and why do people laugh?
would they laugh if someone
plunged a sword
into your heart?
do they realize that that’s what they’re doing
when they laugh?
do they even know how bad it hurts?
those sharp words
that can ruin a life
and a million more with it.
those sharp words
that slither like a sly snake
and make everyone think
they don’t hurt
when they do.
those sharp words.
where do they end?
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