You hurl words like daggers and the wounds are deep. Bitterness festering and the edges seep. An infection so deadly and dark, the contrast between hope and reality is stark! Anger and bitterness mixed with sarcasm and tone. Lead to the same, mixed with helplessness and feeling alone. Back and forth until our home becomes a battle field. But we do more damage than we realize with the weapons we wield. Death and decay of the relationships we desire . Heart, mind, and soul fall victim and the cost climbs higher. Where does it stop? where does it end? How do we get the results we desire instead of what the weapons rend? Lay down your weapons, they are not effective for this fight. You can onlyΒ Β overcome the darkness by working within the light.