Words Hurt Like a Gun Kills

Mama used to tell me that sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me

Well I think momma lied

Words have killed me

I'm not the same as I was yesterday or the day before

I'm worse now

I'm a mess

I can't help but think that suicide is the only answer as I cry at night

And as I think that as soon as I get up in the morning

I'll wake up to text telling me to end it all

I scream "mama why did you lie to me!"

My mind is screaming 

The demons I live with are telling me that it's not worth it anymore

They tell me that I'm not perfect enough

Mama why'd you do this to me

Why didn't you ever tell me that words hurt like a gun kills 

Why didn't you ever show me that the world isn't a happy place

These words screaming at me are turning into bruises

You may not be able to see them but they're there

My mind is bruised 

And now I'm heartless



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