Saying it for the first time

The thing is with some words,
Some sentences, some memory
Avoid the word fact because
You're not certain
The thing is some
Declarations once said,
Said for the first time
Are so heavy,
They make sound become 3-D
They come out and inhabit
They sit in that space in between
Seem to take on a life of their own
Those words, they sit between
They don't look frightened
They look confident
That makes you hate them
Gives you a burst of instant repulsion
Because you seem to have given birth to them
But now you can't relate to them at all
As if they sprung from nothing
They have none of you in them
You squirm under their calm almost accepting gaze