Her Words
She hits me with her
Words.
Slashing and bruising
Till there's no more space.
Crammed in my
mind. No more.
Jagged, Pointed and Spiked.
They prowl and pounce.
Stalk their prey.
She uses them.
Words.
Feeds them,
Trains them to
Target me.
She makes them drown me
Weigh me down
And chock me.
There is no escape
It's dark. These
Words.
Too Powerful for me.
I scream.
I cry
She will always win.
Copyright © Katherine Livingstone | Year Posted 2006
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