Veronica's Exile
Whispered,
Hushed,
Slashing knives in the backs of "friends",
Gossip,
Tales,
We get caught up,
In what we know,
And what we don't,
Did you hear?
Guess what,
They slash her,
With sharp words,
She lays bleeding before their eyes,
She is just another victim,
Of this endless array of torture,
Never ending,
Never stopping,
Words can kill,
Sticks and stones may break you bones,
But words will break your soul.