You know that saying?

The saying that your parents whispered into your ear,

As you cried from playground insults.

"Sticks and stones will break my bones,

but words will never hurt me."

Well,

That simply is not true.

 

"Worthless,

Bitch,

Attention Whore."

Those are not words that you would expect to hear

from a mother,

or a lover.

Yet,

these words make my body ache and scar my brain.

These words feel as if they are carved into my bones.

 

I love you,

he said in secret as he avoided speaking to me in public.

I love you,

he claimed as he screamed that I was a "lying bitch."

I love you,

he said condesendingly as he walked away into the arms of another girl.

I love you,

He didn't.

Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will always hurt me.

 

I love you, 

she said as she swung back her arm.

I love you,

she shrieked as she threw insults like grenades.

I love you,

she slurred as she injested pain pills and downed alcohol.

I love you,

She didn't.

Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will always hurt me.

 

I love you,

my father said as he watched me lick my wounds.

I love you,

he said as he helped me pick up my broken pieces

I love you,

he cried as he gently removed the dealthy thoughts from my head.

I love you, 

He did.