Words

A failing truth
now laid to rest.
Once empowered
to entomb
its reign
and cement
a hold
over your broken
psyche
in this distorted
world.
A disease of logic
where the dark
of lies abound
and the dawn
of
Words
brought life
to sound.
In blackened hearts
its singular goal
use
Words
like weapons
to annihilate
your being
and enslave
your soul.
Rise up,
the oppressed
and mend your pieces.
Like shattered glass,
a reflection revealing
a tenuous hold
on the promise
of life
that
Words
armed,
would destroy.
But like carbon
to diamond,
disinter yourself-
a wealth of riches
to behold.
Dissolve,
the oppressor.
Dissolute
in the army of sounds,
like vomit
from a poisoned
world
that keeps you
diminished.
A mistress to
Hades
in bondage
to fear and darkness
that lays asunder
your will
and like lances
use
Words
to erase you whole.
Rise up,
the oppressed
and rebuild
your pieces
for
Words
cannot
hurt
you.
Not
anymore.