The words
they choke me
they're buried down
somewhere
deep inside
thrashing to get out
and craving
for someone
for anyone
to hear them

They're screaming
blindingly
aching, aching, aching
too much to not drown
in the sea of silence
that it's met with
inside my throat

Why do they
bleed inside me?
Why are they torturing
my mind with pain and regret
sorrowness in hollowness
it's all filling up the dark void

The words
they choke me
they've been
buried inside
for so long
and now
they're crying out
knocking the breath
out of my lungs

Someone
to listen
to my whispers

Someone
to appreciate
the words
that have been
living in emptiness
since the moment
they were born
inside my mind

It hurts
how these words
that came to life
by me
would only ever
be heard by me and
only me