loser
a nobody
stupid
****
go die
ugly
idiot
you should never have been born
a good for nothing
you don't belong here
these aren't just words,
they're weapons,
they are like guns.
they put holes in you,
they **** you.
words break you,
bit by bit,
little by little
until one day
they're gone
you ask yourself why?
why him/her?
but it's not why you should be asking,
it's oh my god i killed him/her.
guns may **** fast,
but words **** slow
and painful
over and over again
until they're actually well and truly gone
and nobody can take it back,
it'll be too late.
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 9:08 AM UTC
loser
a nobody
stupid
****
go die
ugly
idiot
you should never have been born
a good for nothing
you don't belong here
these aren't just words,
they're weapons,
they are like guns.
they put holes in you,
they **** you.
words break you,
bit by bit,
little by little
until one day
they're gone
you ask yourself why?
why him/her?
but it's not why you should be asking,
it's oh my god i killed him/her.
guns may **** fast,
but words **** slow
and painful
over and over again
until they're actually well and truly gone
and nobody can take it back,
it'll be too late.
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