By George’s Girl 2025
Words That Cut
A voice can wound,
without a strike,
without a hand,
without intention.
I learned this young,
when silence stung,
and simple lines
changed my days.
Some words stay,
long after anger,
settled deep
in hidden corners.
I carry scars,
small and sharp,
each one shaped
by careless tongues.
So now I speak,
as gently as I can,
choosing truth
without cruelty.
Because a heart,
once cracked open,
never beats
the same again.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
Very True. The old saying "sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me," is simply not true. Wounds mend, but emotional wounds are with you forever.
How true you speak and write. Good job.
Words can cut deeply, and sometimes silence can be used to devastating effect. Another wonderful poem
Marie, beautiful, does this poem related to your life?