Words flow when we don’t need, struggle when we do. They drag, slow, but always there, waiting for us to choose. Two-edged, they cut and heal, speak our story, reveal. We may hide behind illusions, but true words reveal our true selves. Let them speak, but choose wisely, as they are a reflection of our hearts. Words are powerful, and a part of who we are. Let them speak and reveal who we truly are.