Weapons of Self Destruction

weapons of mine

The pen is mightier than the sword

They say and quote and regurgitate

So I write words

Healing the self

Any way that I am able

In notebooks with green lined paper

On sand at the beach

On napkins in delis

And 4 star restaurants with a view

I write and I write and I write some more


One day

Those derogatory remarks will dissipate with the summer showers

Washing my soul clean

Promising God to never say out loud

What was once said to me