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The Worth Of Words
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Pre-2006 Poems It's something we hear,
From many,
Far and near:
Love's worth fighting for.
I couldn't agree more.
I know the worth,
I know what love is.
Yet why can't I fight.
So ready to take the quick way out,
Ready to blow it all away,
Quick to pull the trigger.
Go figure.
You try living your life,
Hating your reflection,
Loathing the complexion,
Wanting perfection.
Reminded of the flaws,
Every day, every second.
The words that claw,
Eat your soul,
Swallow your heart.
Lost in the pit of depression,
The pit of repression,
The pit of self-pity,
Self hate,
Self mutilation,
A heightened elation.
Punch the wall,
Just to make sure you’re alive.
Attack the only one that cares,
Make sure he's still there.
Can't run,
Can't hide.
No truth,
No lies.
I've been here before,
Seen the faces,
Tasted the air.
Sweet.
Filling.
Cool.
Quiet.
The air of the night,
The only place that I feel right.
Walking alone,
Forgetting the stares.
Wishing you were here,
To hold the lonely hand.
The only one that cares.
Yet I said so much,
Done so much.
If you weren't the better man,
You would have left long ago.
Put my hands around your neck,
How can I ever take that back.
Forget the drinks,
Lost that control.
Anger takes hold.
Consumes.
So much repressed.
So much inside,
And not even the strength,
To keep it from you,
The only one that really matters.
Take it back,
We wish we can.
Actions are one thing,
So much can affect.
Yet words.
They carry the weight.
Worth their weight in gold.
How do I pay for the sins?
How do I pay for what you gave me?
What I tried to snuff out.
How do I make up the damage?
Damage I inflicted.
How do I take away their worth?
The worth of words.
