Words In Anger
Like a precious vase
That’s slipped through buttered fingers
pieces strewn on the floor
Like so many broken promises
You’re words lie scattered
Across my heart and soul
Motionless
But speaking a thousand words
Knifes may cut you
Bullets wound
But words can scar you’re soul
words spoke in anger
grow like a cancer
blighting lives
words spoken in haste
just cause harm faster
yet heal just as slowly
if your words are spoke in anger
they are better never said
let silence me you’re
watch word
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2019
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