Outspoken


 

 

Some say whatever comes to mind,

with hints of sarcasm, through teeth that grind.

 They have no care for whom they hurt,

with the feelings of others, they carelessly flirt.

 The broken pieces left scattered behind,

the shattered framework of tortured minds.

 Blown away by words of distasteful expression,

anxiety is high ~ a pending depression.

 If outspoken words are not carefully chosen,

isolation is inevitable, for in time, words are frozen.

 

 By Sylvia Porter-Hall

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