Sticks and Stones May Break Your Bones

They say sticks and stones may break your bones,

but words can never hurt you.

But what if the words

being thrown

are ones that are meant to?

What if they're laced

with venom drenched in hate

By someone who used to love you.

What if they're meant

to gut you from within

because quite possibly, they're hurting too?

Perhaps if we both

took a step back,

and realized that all the hurt we've caused

Is nothing more,

than a friendship

trying not to be lost.

But what's meant to be

will always find a way

That still doesn't give you permission

to verbally abuse me like it's okay

But you're still a child,

not yet grown.

No one's shown you

how to make it on your own.

So you will lash out,

and throw a fit.

Because you know that this is a battle

that you can not win.

Not saying there is anything here

to particularly be won.

Because we've both made mistakes

and have hurt each other

and now the damage is done.

But I would never do

or say the things

that you have said to me,

because I remember

there was a time

when we used to be family.

Just because

those days are gone

Doesn't mean I wish you ill

I just want

all this to be behind us

so that we can both move on and deal

But when you harass me

and call me names

trying to make me feel guilty

just remember

I'm not who I was

and you can no longer hurt me.