WORDS

When wounds start

To heal, your words meant

To help, open

Fresh wounds, unknown

To you, and the healing

Stops.

 

My heart will not

Listen

To me, it says

You must help

Heal, but words, spoken

Written, thought, none

Heal, but they open

Fresh wounds.

 

How am I to heal? Is

Silence better, more

Golden, safer? My heart

Says no, silence is

Cowardly, you must

Help heal, it opens

Fresh wounds

Within me, and the ears,

And eyes,

And heart meant

For my words;

 

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