~WORDS~ (a poem)

Words that hurt like heartache,
cuts you like a knife.
Shattering the least bit of hope,
that was left in your life.

Words that kill the soul,
and leaves you there to die.
Feeling the unbearable pain,
where all you can do is cry.

Words better left unspoken,
that are used in anger & hate.
Mere expressions of our feelings,
that are noticed all too late.

Words not only cause pain,
but death in many ways.
Where do these words come from,
and do we mean what we say?

Or are we hiding our own fears,
from the scars that were left behind?
By using the words of death,
what are we trying to find?

That we can hurt others,
and control the way they feel?
That we can bring them down,
as their happiness we steal?

But after the words are spoken,
how do you feel inside?
Does it make you feel special,
or do you feel the need to hide.

And all them times you caused pain,
and left them there for dead?
How many times did you pray after,
to take back the words you said?

Angela Hernandez
10/20/93