Your words were like setting flames to fire
Waiting for the right moment and then you go and
completely break down
Your words were like a kiss from the long-lost
Prince Charming himself
Cold as ice but still irresistible not to say no
Your words were like the wind calling over the Pyrenees Mountains
Whispering how everything is just as perfect as it is
But we all know that is just another white lie
Your words were like deception, dripping from your lips
Luring me in until it's impossible to get out of
Yet you still use your words like a fish out of water gasps for air
Your words were so paper-thin as if they would break into millions of pieces
If someone were to come as far as lightly touching it
Your words were like spoiled milk
There would always be a smell that lingered
Your words were like the flu just as contagious as someone
letting out a yawn
Your words were like crystals piercing skin at a split second
Your words were indescribable and don't sit there and tell me that they aren't
Your words were like punches straight to my heart
Enticingly getting worse by the minute
Your words cannot control me nor define me
Now you're on your knees bleeding that your words meant
Nothing and it was just a misunderstanding
I'm done with your sick and twisted games
Tired of being pushed around and breaking down overtime I hear your name
Your words were the bully that beat me down until I could barely stand
So, don't tell me your words meant nothing
Because everyone can see that they meant something.
I am so very proud of you and so sorry I was too weak to help you in your young years.
This poem gives an insightful presentation of a chunk of human nature. Nice to read about the person you actually are through the Poet's Notes given above. Thanks a lot, Dear KimberLee. Your words were so paper-thin as if they would break into millions of pieces If someone were to come as far as lightly touching it
Hey there, are you new here? very glad to read your poem Your Words So true: So, don't tell me your words meant nothing Because everyone can see that they meant something.
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Rich flow of thought confronting deceit, well articulated and elegantly brought forth from inner recesses of the heart with insight. Your employment of good similes to drive home your conviction is both appropriate and poetically remarkable. A well drafted poem. Thanks for sharing and do remain blessed Kimberlee.