your words
are so heavy
so sharp
so lethal
unforgiving
heinous poison
force fed down my throat

you hurl them into my soul
some gouge themselves deep into my mind
blood pooling around the edges
of the wound you left
with whatever agonizing phrase
you slice the fibers of my being with

others bruise
painting my heart black and blue
green around the edges
purple fades into green
my spirit
looks as though it has been thrown
down a flight on concrete steps

slowly things heal
others are more permanent
injuries not seen from the surface
can be the most dangerous of all
you have caused
internal bleeding from the soul

i feel sore
tender
fragile
weak
brittle
like if a light breeze were to wash over me
i might shatter like glass
into a fine powder
never to be repaired again