Tell us about the harshest, most difficult to hear — but accurate — criticism you’e ever gotten. Does it still apply?


Words are so absolutely fatal

They hurt you with a pain that

Starts from your stomach and

Spreads throughout your body

Until it hurts to move, it hurts to breathe.


Tears are a feeble defense against words

They fall silently, accepting the truth words say

Yet begging the words to stop talking

Tears are treacherous, they validate truth

They let words know they have triumphed.


“Selfish, selfish”, words taunt me, 

And my tears flow to accept it.

My eyes turn everywhere, wildly

Searching for the comfort of a lie

But words sealed my pain inside me.


“Selfish, selfish”, I hear the whisper sometimes

In the most innocently deceptive places

I have learned to control those treacherous tears

But the pain in my stomach persists,

And it still hurts to move, it hurts to breathe.


2 thoughts on “Words

  1. Pingback: Daily Prompt – Harsh – Poem / Poetry – “The Survey” | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

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