Words How absurd I hurt you With my words These are the weapons I choose To abuse you I spit them Into Your back You retreat Rather than Attack It’s Your grace I Lack Yet My Unspoken ones Lie Deep and soft Beneath The surface They Will not Rise It’s as if They’ve Lost Their Purpose My words Are wrapped In love For You In anger They Become Confused
Although words Hold Some Power They cannot Compete with Every Second Minute Or Hour That My Heart is Aligned To you No matter What I Say Or Do By Siobhan O’Sullivan