All I Have Is My Words

They say; a word is just a word, but I think writers know better. To a writer letters and words are a gift given to us, so that we can make sense of the senseless. With them we are able to create great stories; stories of love, hate, desire, fear, life and of so much more. If a word is just a word, how come they are so important to us? How come they do hurt us? How come they do sooth us? How come they do make somewhat of a difference?
With the following collection of poems I hope that you too, dear reader will question the saying; a word is just a word, for it is not just a word is it?


20. Russian-Roulette

He found you,

On that one-way street.

He bound you,

So you keep dragging your feet.


He kissed you,

In that broken night.

He missed you,

To stop your urge to fight.


He killed you,

With his Russian-Roulette.

He filled you,

With bullets to make you forget.

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