WORDS.
you have always been good at using your words. amazing at communicating your needs, wants, and hopes.
you used your words for good, until suddenly, like a switch flipped inside of your brain, you used them to hurt.
you twist and turn words i didn’t say and make me the villain?
vulgar, harsh, and disgusting words, cutting deep into my soul that would change me forever.
i was there. i was always there and ready for whatever came at us both, but you weren’t there.
you weren’t there when i was going through the absolute lowest lows.
but, it wasn’t your fault you didn’t know.
i keep everything packaged up in a nice, neat box in my soul, so of course you didn’t know.
but you didn’t see my cries for help.
you didn’t notice. you didn’t care.
but i can’t blame you because, well, i couldn’t use my words.
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A poem regarding the dual responsibility of communication and how it takes one to talk and another to listen. Well written and most poignant in an era where no one listens.
A nicely written write around the lack of communication in todays world, both sides have to listen and both sides have to give the other side the opportunity to speak, nicely expressed and written
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