I am out of words
silence is my companion
it's sad but it's true
I used up my words
somewhere; maybe when I was
completely depressed
I wasted my words
documenting my sadness
making souvenirs
for my own pleasure
don't know if it's self pity
or some form of grief
all I know is that
words seem to have disappeared
never to return?
no, they're just hiding
forcing me to hunt for them
somewhere in my heart
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