To Maim and To Heal
Stabbing.
Hacking.
Torn apart,
And feed to the beasts
That surround me.
In my mind
I fall
Pushed over the edge
Not by weapons
But words.
6
13
18
Age never matters
The viscious cycle exists
Always.
It happen to everyone
Sometime
Somwhere.
And sometimes
The words that burn
Becomes self-inflected as well.
Do people not realize
The strongest weapon
Is not guns
Or knives
But words.
Words can dance
On the tongue
And warms the heart
And soul of both
Speaker and listener.
But words can also
Peel back
The curtain
One's most excruciating
Fears and dreams
And destroys one's very being.
I want
To use words
Not to stab, hack, or tear,
But to heal.
To build up the hope
That others tear down.
And maybe,
Maybe.
The world
Could love
Once again.
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thisispoetryproject
You're realization-- that words are stronger than any other human force-- is a universal truth that few people are conscious of. Kudos to you for your willingness to look beyond the immediate!
As for the poem, I like it. One way that you can make it better is by adding symbolism or imagery to paint a picture for the reader. Use words more words that will evoke emotions or images for the reader. It will add a great deal to the substance of your poem!