Only Words...

When all that one has are words
They can be used as daggers and swords
To slay an enemy
Or to heal the deepest of wounds.

When all that one has are words,
For which to express themselves
The meaning behind those words,
Is an ocean,
The raw emotions of the soul
Being tossed back and forth in the wake of the world

When all that one has are words
To live upon
Sayings cut much more deeply into the mind
Every word
Every syllable feeling as though it might very well be one's last breath.

When all that one has are words
With which they make use of
And escape to a foreign land of fantasy
One uses words to become something they normally are not
Or to play out something which has happened to them but change the ending.

When all that one has are words
To which they can use to stand out among
The billions of others on this planet
One wishes for those words to be as unique as they possibly can.

When all that one has are words to be proud of
It can become a deadly sin.
Words can formulate into a lethal knife, and drive home a killing blow far worse than in real life.

When all that one has are words,
They want to be the best at what they do
They desire to be miles above the rest of the competition
To be untouchable, to be untoppable
To be unstoppable!
To move a nation,
To sway the world,
To stand out above all,
And proudly proclaim:
THIS IS ME!!!

When all that one has are words
Those very words can become the bane of one's existence
Constant challenges,
New obstacles
Words can become an obsession.
Words can become a drug

The desire to escape
The need to live
The life of every breath
Portrayed by words
The typing of the keyword
The clicking so fast its long since become an annoyance.

When all that one has are words
One begins to feel undone
Wishing they had more than just words of which to be proud of.

I, myself would know.
Because I am one
Who only has words.....