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Sep 2021
Why?
Why when I’m beat with sticks do I feel nothing,
Why when I’m beat with stones do I feel nothing,
Why when I’m beat with sticks and stones do I feel nothing?



Why?
Why when I’m beat with words do I fall the hardest,
Why when I’m beat with words do I hurt the most,
Why when I’m beat with words do I cry the saddest,



Your weapons are useless,
Your knifes,
Your swords,
Your hammers,
Your guns,
Your fist,
Useless.



Your word are painful,
Your curses,
Your threats,
Your blasphemy,
Your sacrilege,
Your irreverence,
Painful.



You say “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me,”
But your a liar,
Words hurt more than sticks and stones,
Beat me with sticks and stones and I feel nothing at all,
Beat me with your words and I feel everything at once.
I was thinking about my birth mother and I remembered would she would say something hurtful and cruel, then about an hour later she would come back to me and say "sticks and stones may break your bones, but words will never hurt you." I felt like a freak that her word made me so sad and heartbroken, but I always felt that mental scar can be so much more damaging than physical scars. Physical scar can just be on the surface, while mental scars you can't see, you don't know that they're there without talking to the person. Mental Heath is so important and need to be talked about more. Anyway I'm going to end my rant here and I hope you enjoy the poem.

Blessed Be!
Aleczander
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Aleczander  18/Agender
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