Unspoken Words
People love to talk.
I think they do.
They talk
And talk
And talk.
And I just get swept along
with the flow.
The words push me along
I claw to pull myself back up
Back to myself
But they drag me down.
They drown me.
Spoken words are
hard to describe.
They're spoken.
How do you
describe them?
Unspoken words are
right there.
They float up
out of your mind
and find their way onto paper.
They're written.
Describing them
without problem.
In many written forms.
Expressing feeling not out loud
but on paper.
It feels more safe.
Softly
whispering in my ear.
What should I unspeak next?
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