Words are mere words. It no longer has power

You open your mouth and the words started to pour out and slamming its way into our bruised hearts. But our hearts have been bruised for so long and oh so many times that your stabbing words no longer hurt. We couldn’t feel any more pain. Your words can no longer penetrate through the thick scabs surrounding our hearts.  We’ve become accustomed to your insults.  Your vile words are all the weapon you have. Without its power you cannot harm us.  You’ve used it on us for so long and it broke our souls.  But we know better and your words are worthless now. Your hatefulness can now only affect you. Instead of pushing to attack and be violent, I chose to step back and walk away. By doing so I prove one thing and that’s the only thing I need to prove. I am so much better than you. I pity you… so much. You trapped yourself in your own world of hate and you can’t even see it. I pity you… Why did you allow yourself not to find joy?