and say
‘this is mine’
‘this is personal’
it becomes a time-lapse video
of speeded up growth.
The bundle of words
becomes a mountain of abuse
a torrent of hate
an unmanageable burden of suffering.
When we let go
and say
‘this is yours’
‘I don’t need this’
it becomes a pin
deflating an overgrown balloon.
The bundle of words
is just a bundle of words
that cannot hurt.
The suffering it produced
can be seen with
kindness and empathy.
Instead of screaming
‘I am hurt’
I whisper
‘can I help?’
© 1 Feb 16
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