The words shooting

Out of your mouth

They are quite

Venomous and

Poisonous

They hurt

I’ll admit it

But a little bit of

Poison doesn’t kill you

And overtime, with the

Little doses I’ve been taking,

I think I’m immune

Or at least, I know

How to wear a mask

I can’t keep myself from

Immediately overthinking, but

It’ll only bother me for a day or two

Then, I’ll just

Stop caring

Sometimes I put it in the

Darkest and deepest part

Of my memories, to be left alone

Never to be

Seen again

Or I’ll busy myself self

To the point of forgetting but

I become indifferent to it either way

Sometimes I pity you,

You mustn’t feel to great about yourself

While it doesn’t feel good, what you

Say to my face, I forgive you and hope

You find Jesus, cause you 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙔 need Him