Marina, Yes, this is about what and how I got to be me.. yes,this happen many times,and I deeply feel pain when others use words as a weapon..Thank you my friend for reading and replying...I love you...Sharon
weapon....1.somthing that can be used in an attack or defend, such as a sword (s-word) gun,knife,or bomb.. 2.anything that can be used to win a fight, struggle,or contest..
For all use to communicate,knowledge in different languages for some..
Gentle and soft spoken to nurture our young teaching in a loving way..
Words spoken to describe Gods creations sky,ocean,maybe a flower in bloom..
Some words learned taught to help us in a intellectual fashion..
To describe emotion feelings such as love,pain,sorrow, discomfort.and admiration..
To choose such a weapon reflects,sometimes overwhelms overbearing,thus to overcome..
But to choose words as weapons is the hardest selfish, destructive,wounding for some..
Each blow struck with such force,pounding the pounding drove me to the floor.. Your fists drawn lashing and bashing till there was no more.. As you looked at me a stranger a viperous demon is now appeared.. Each blow wasn't the most pain as the one before,your words spoken cutting slashing hard.. A once loving soul one who held my heart,I promised to love ever more.. Words your weapon of choice,I wrenched in blood hurting in unbearable pain.. Your heart wasn't there only words spoken to hurt me more,over and over like a sword.. Striking my heart where once you stood full of admiration the man I adored.. Words your weapon of choice beaten and you destroyed, watching nearby our children.. Crying Stop!Stop! this monster in you couldn't,throwing more blows,words striking like a board.. Lifeless unable to move you came in for the kill not with a blow,but a description.. This women unrecognisable to your illusion of love once beauty of your claimed love.. Still unable to move found nearly dead,over me your words is all that is heard.. Whispers from angels home bound ,came holding in horror listening to satan himself.. Not done yet last words not said,things hidden deep in side now lose another blow to the head.. Our children watched listening to what was said,still remembering you left me for dead.. Words your weapon of choice no longer bruises inflicted scarred but healed.. The true torch er was the weapon used,words to cause suffering and pain years later remain.. Spoken to lash out I still remember words smashing and fear embraced in this heart.. Never to heal now spoken by others never ending,pain in this heart,love can fill.. Or even replace but never will be forgotten they caused so much antagonizing anguish.. Today love is there where the nightmare lives only coming to mind when unleashed.. Words your weapon of choice,to those who use them, and the ones they hurt the most....
Sweety friendship is earned.By trust,and sharing your believes,by standing firmly,to let a friend know you'll do anything you can for them.To love them when their happy,sick,or when life as them by the back side..Rose was there for me thru the ruff times.She never judge me,talked bad about me..And I learn from her.It's more,much more than special...She's like the sister I never knew...Thank you for your reply..Chance
I have cried,lots of tears this pass year. This is the most beautiful thing that I could receive from any one..My grandmothers last words to me as she died in my arms at 12..Angel,be you, be yourself,love others they will love you..I will never change..I like who I am..It wasn't given to me..I earned it..Life ,oh my the endless stories..I'm greatful,with all my heart that you see me for who I am..Rose I do love you with all my heart broken or not..your one of a kind friend. To an Earth Angel..Thank You....
It was an honor for me to write this for him.. He has loved my mother,and has showed me love can move mountains...I cry tears,of loss,joy, and of want..I want a love like this..He wants that,he says forsake others that don't understand.. May,someone someday will do this for us...It would be a gift..Thank you for being here for me..
It was a reply to doll! I'm not perfect! I don't claim to be.My comment is to doll and John.. I was making a statement ...how can you know a person unless you walked in their shoes... It's my opinion...You see it as judging,I merely felt I had to say my feelings...I have no problems with you...I don't know you...My opinion is just that...My opinion....chance....we all misspell, and grammar?
Roy, we have an acre pond in the front yard,I love it when the sun is setting..I love to take princess fishing,all of nature there.it is the meaning of serenity to me. peace with Gods creation..Thanks again...Love to see your writing......Sharon
I dont believe I missed any thing,five of the same or five different.what does it matter,he writes you either read or you dont..You must have a very low self esteem you are always making funny of some one does that make you feel more equal to them, and why is it your the only one here now complaining?.. this man has done nothing to you or John..you missed (the).....chance...hugs
no your not but come with us,he will need a strong wise man such as you to watch the men...a man keeper so to speak....chance yes ,TT dear this new planet needs all the women we can get.....
omg I'd kiss and hug both of them,than give them a beer,party time..and could wave mow the lawn for me 5-acres?...geeze windy and I have to catch-up on things..
I want this kind of love too.It took him along time to let me know what he wanted.. I read it to him,tears falling he said,thats the way I feel,took my hand and said thank.. this one well be my all time favorite..I hope sweety you find this love.I'm hoping alot of people do..Thank you...Chance
It sounds like you did the right thing for the both of you..And it's a bonus you can remain friends.. You'll find the love your looking for..your a sweet guy...You should be proud of yourself....chance
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Words Your Weapon Of Choice
Ocee,Only afterwards sweety..It took a long time
to feel worthy...years in fact!...Thank you
for reading and replying..hug sweety...chance