Harm;

Their Words

Their Words

The rude and cruel things they say 

Are written all over my body. 

with each scar on my arms & legs,

That the razors left across 

Each one deeper then the last

Cut by Cut making the words disappear, but only for a moment.

When the next hits

It hits you harder then the last.

Their Words

Fill my head with Lies about myself 

Until the day they become reality

I don't even know myself anymore

The person everyone knew 

Happy, with a smile that brightens most

is now dull and depressed

Because I finally see how others see me

Your words

Sweet and secure.

My body left with scars 

still look as it did yesterday

in others eyes

Beautiful 

My smile goes from Dull to Warm

and thats when it hits me

I have become someone I'm not

Because I let others control who I am

Your sweet words bring me back to reality

I become myself again

and finally

 those words that consumed me
become small like the dust left on a pin.

-Kayla Pesek.

10/25/11