A Heavy Burden
Sticks and stones may break my bones
And Ed Sheeran may say “that’s okay baby, only words bleed”
Tight jeans, thick thighs, flabby arms and…
Weight.
So the comment section rise in height and pain
Thus the confession begins:
Those who give shall receive
So think twice before you judge me
As I’ve been generous in my past
Questions appear while answers disappear
She who gave me life
He who build me up
Never asked yet your ‘concern’ is heavy
Sticks and stones does break my bones and I ain’t screaming “I’ am titanium!”
Each word becomes an immortal
And walks in silence yet being so loud
Shame glimmers
As sour thoughts blossom
And judgment paves a path
Poisoning itself to its own demise
The bitter truth is that
I wish to be the person you ‘need’ to see
But also to seal your foul lips
As the chemical melts its way on them
And as I hear you choke six feet under
Making us equal
A suppressed mirth spreads its wings
“Muhahahahahahahahaaaa!”
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