Sticks and Stones...
The famous quote...
I’m sure you all can finish that statement.
So it seems like the truth.
Metaphorically speaking.
Throw the stones.
Grab the biggest ones you got.
Break every bone In my body.
Swing your sticks
Whack me harder...
Faster...
Leaving scars and blisters.
Now that you have beaten me...
Broken me.
Walk away quickly.
Leave me alone.
Disappear...
Words...
They say words....
Will...
NEVER...
Hurt me.
Words... are the greatest bully.
Leaving no trace of evidence behind.
It’s a lie...
It holds a greater power of pain
Than what material objects are thrown.
It renders you powerless.
Feeds the demons ego
Poisoning your thoughts
And blurs your concentration
From the reality...
So take your best shot...
I will be here waiting...
My back against the wall.
I rather take the stones.
Than hear you say...
That I don’t deserve to live.
I rather take the whacking
Of your stick.
Than hear bitter remarks
About how worthless I am.
I don’t want to hear it.
Stop talking...!
Please...
Just...
Stop...
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