a case of a childhood impaired by molestation

Friday, May 2, 2014

words without thought

i wish you could understand
the power of your words spoken.
your tongue and lips move
sounding assaults
hearts and souls.
ever-changing us,
leaving us empty and listless.

we cannot change things said out of anger,
things said incorrectly,
words without thought.

in the end
we are to never be the same.
relationships are broken
and sadness settles in,
for all around
to choke on.