Projectile

projectile

I was told

be careful little girl

words wound

hurled like rocks

break the skin

cause regret

suck it up, little girl

keep that belief to yourself

no one wants to hear

no one wants to think

if you can’t say something nice

don’t scream anything at all

I shot at god

and She gave me voice

gave me sight

told me anger is gunpowder

words are bullets

fire when ready

so I select carefully

lock and load

aim with precision

make my pretty point

at your expense

this word

this wall

my weapon of choice