Three little creatures came to observe me with disgust minds.
They only just about reached me up to my knees.
They came to steal my words. Every sentence made them feel stronger.
Feeding on my anger, desperate to grow taller and bigger they started ripping them out.
When there was nothing left to give, they walked off carrying my deepest feelings of guilt and regrets with them, - only to put them in a cage.
They said:
-Don’t worry you’ll be safe.
But the words came back!
They jumped straight into your wide-open mouth to poison me.
They escaped and ran free.
Everybody was using them just to attack me.
The creatures who had become fat and greedy by this point didn’t really care.
They said there was nothing they could do.
And they started using them too.
I came to ask WHY?
But the words that were flying around in the air, and just about everywhere refused to come back to me.
I couldn’t even speak, not even scream.
The words had become free, but they were still chasing me.