https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/09/21/assault-2/
You assault me with your words,
I know I shouldn’t take them at face value,
but they still sting
and won’t go away.
So day in and day out,
I deal with this voice in my head,
repeating everything you said,
Turning whispers into thunder,
and doubts into chains.
Your words leave marks unseen,
lingering long after you’ve gone.
I try to silence the echoes,
to separate truth from pain,
but some wounds heal slowly
when they are reopened again and again.
Still, beneath the noise,
a quieter voice begins to rise,
reminding me that your words
do not define who I am.
And little by little,
the echoes start to fade,
replaced by the strength
I thought I had lost.
