Words don’t hurt, until you cut deep,
Until you can see the bone.
Until those words repeat,
Like a broken cassette tape, stuck on one loop,
Until you start to grow insane.
A chamber of echoes now becomes my space,
The demons now dance and laugh in my face,
I have been defeated,
No heavy artillery needed.
Just words for bullets, the mightiest weapon,
So I stepped down, gave up and conceded.