Elizabeth Morrow May 9, 2018 But…but I was told that words don’t hurt, so why do I feel like I’m dying when I listen to you?
Rejean Mayer May 9, 2018 You got me in the middle of my chest and missed my heart. I will heal but I doubt you will.
Sanjana Talreja May 9, 2018 Be wise enough with your choice of word, Daggers leave permanent scars when heard. Speak love and not ill, Love revives, poniards kill.
The Minds Journal Editorial
The fiery darts of the wicked.
But…but I was told that words don’t hurt, so why do I feel like I’m dying when I listen to you?
Your tongue is a spear as it impales my heart ..
You got me in the middle of my chest and missed my heart. I will heal but I doubt you will.
The words you speak break my heart.
Amen!!
Be wise enough with your choice of word,
Daggers leave permanent scars when heard.
Speak love and not ill,
Love revives, poniards kill.