I remember when they first told me,
Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words would never hurt us. Well they lied
Because I was sitting in the back of a home that appeared to me to be built of broken down stone that Daddy use to call, A traphouse?
As I approached my father who was surrounded by these Low-Lives of individuals who appeared to me to be smoking, Brown Paper?
He told me, I never loved you … Well I got news for you
If you are what love is, then I do not need it, & you can take that and your soul, jump off a cliff of all the pain that you caused, into a bottomless ocean of my tears. Just so I can watch you drown.
Those very words made me institutionalized, I was only five
Now this razor causes my blood to shed, the lies in my head, I am contemplating suicide
Or spiritual suicide, Now that I lie next to a grave of a guy who happens to have the same last name as I
& no I’m not mad that you’re gone I just wish I was there to kiss you goodbye
Because you never loved me.
& now what is, is, affected by what was and love became streets and streets became love
& instead of killing people for money, I would much rather kill 100 million people for just one hug because
Love, Is, What, Was, Missing
& now that love is gone, just like a game, It is impossible for you to complete this puzzle of a man
& NO, I am not afraid to say that I am a man, and a man I am, and a man I remain.
Words I should go because the real Me’s been locked Inside my closet for to long & the only thing I have in common with my gang other than our clothes & the gang symbols that we show is that We, All, Are, Missing, A Father
These small individual syllables put together to
Degrade ones or occasionally upgrade ones Self-Esteem
But we all know in this world that only comes to a very small portion of us.
Words of machinery, words of false character, words of false integrity
Used to control, abuse, and mistreat you
Used to brainwash
Used to hurt, cease, and mislead you
I have cried enough tears to, fill up every ocean in this world or planet, that there was or will be
But all I have is these words
& I use these words to communicate to you
& you can SEE what just a few words will do
I, Never, Loved, YOU
To all the fatherless daughters, to all the fatherless sons
I know what those words feel like
& I know that words do hurt and words do sure, feel like hell
Used by people who do not have enough education to express themselves
So I am sorry world that you were wrong because
Words do hurt, & words do hurt, & words, Do, Hurt
& I hope that these words bounce off brains causing you to change like wrecking balls.
But they are nothing but words
My life was changed by the words that he said,
Words became truth and truth became lies.
So the world told us
Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words would never hurt us
Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words, Change, LIVES
So if it was anything, I would change our words.
Lauren Killian is a 2016 graduate of Buffalo Academy of Science Charter High School and he is currently a college freshman.