Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words can also hurt me.
Sticks and stones break only skin
While words are ghosts that haunt me.
Pain from words have left its scar
On mind and heart that's tender.
Cuts and bruises now have healed
Its words I remember
YOU ARE READING
A poem for death
PoetryCutting poems and quotes. They just sound really pretty and they're here for anyone. I'm here for anyone that needs me too
