Challenge
The weapon
Poisonous Words
Wounds of you inflict intense pain
scars damaging my psyche forever
vicious word guns pointed at me
stained my soul, ingrained in slices.
Your tongue cut me to pieces
hacked in little chunks of angst
chopped down my tree of life,
wood chips strewn in the wind.
Your shadows of darkness
spun me in sinister vortex,
bottomless abyss of no tomorrow.
I struggled to crawl out
bleeding fingers of hope
but jailer waited with evil stare
imprisoning me with weapons
of malignant, poisonous words.
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