Shadow

Am I so masochistic?

 

I turn them over in my mind

These words,

Silver bullets penetrating

Hemorrhaging,

The world reels as they echo

Again

Again

 

Same words, different faces

I turn inward

Is this who I am?

Analyzing introspection

Reevaluating every thought and action

Overreaching, over compensating until I’m overwhelmed

paralyzed

Withdraw, close, shut down

Why?

 

These words they can’t describe me

I can’t possibly be that misunderstood

These insults and allegations

This slander and coercion

These are weapons, nothing more

They’re not truths

They’re not revelations

They’re just bullets

 

How are they so easily wielded?

I load the gun for you,

I bare my heart to you

I ask you not to kill me

Then I’m surprised when you do

 

Am I so masochistic?

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