mind the words you say to another
words are infectious, they spread like the flu.
taking little bites out of the host day by day
sucking out the self-esteem, love and pride our minds use to mend themselves.
words are silent but deadly
they wait in the shadows and cut at you slowly.
like a skilled surgeon, they know where to strike
wearing you down more and more till it feels like you’re lifting the world while you can barely stand.
words drive you to your tipping point, your final cliff
and when you have no coping mechanisms left.
no tears left to cry
they leave you
to make the jump yourself