These Words

One word

Tremble

Flash back

Weak knees

The memories overtake

Can’t get it out of my mind for goodness sake

Encrypting every piece

For it’s because of this I’m weak to my knees

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But words shall never hurt me

I can sing that in different tones

But the past is always weary

Bruises fade

With that thoughts vanish

But the words act as a blade

I will forever want to be banished

I was young

Five, ten, thirteen

Doesn’t matter how long

The pain couldn’t be foreseen

A couple syllables

Gives me flashbacks

I was miserable

The thought of a quality I truly lack

Encrypted in my soul

Glued to my memory

Doesn’t matter how old

That word is my enemy

Whether it be

Dumb, annoying, ugly, fat or insignificant

It’s the present I’m in, but the past has scarred me

And it will continue, for the years being infinite

These words don’t define me as a person

I am greater than a few constantans and vowels

It was given by people I had not chosen

I mean something great, not foul

These words have scarred me

These words have led to the suffering of every part of my body

These words have stomped on my mentality

But these words do not define me