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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