I watch the words slowly, silently shatter across the floor.
Yet the silence is so loud it deafens me.
What is the price of words?
Are they so cheap that we fling them around
Not caring whose heart a shard might end up piercing?
I thought we were friends.
I thought a lot of things.
You made me think them.
But now, I watch quietly as the dust is settling.
And it seems very obvious, my dear,
That your words are hollow and empty.
This is really good. I'm sorry if this has come from a recent personal experience, but thank you for sharing this <3ReplyDelete
You know, as someone who's "obsessed" with stories, I spend a lot of time thinking about words…and sometimes, I need to be reminded that words, however comforting they are, can also be flat and empty. Nothing can save us except our Lord and Savior!
So much truth. Thank you for your words. <3Delete