Poem of the Day: Tip of the Tongue


Tip of the tongue



It never sat will with me how one can converse,

Let alone enter a relationship, with an individual,

Who allowed anything but the truth jump off his tongue,

The most powerful entity,

The brain knows what the tongue don’t,

The tongue says what the brain won’t,

Resonating more pain than a hundred pistols,

Killing more souls than missiles,

Piercing hearts as these negative terms rips it apart,

Just words, just words,

That’s absurd,

No, it’s the last thing you heard,

The first thing you hear as you exit your mother’s uterus,

Words mean more than pineapple upside down cake on Christmas,

More than hearing I love you for the first time,

And wondering if he meant it

Those sticks, those stones that hurt your bones,

Is the effect of the repeated usage of words that beat you down mentally,

Until you subconsciously become that word, and beat him down physically,

A cycle that won’t stop until you cease to allow words get to you emotionally.


Tip of the Tongue
Kristyna Cochran

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