So what is the unsaid that needs to be said? or the already
said that needs to be said again?
I don't know...
I really don't know.
My heart aches. My mind is not my own. I am lost in a sea of
confusion.
Is it the details? Is it the words?
Yes, it is the words
that keep me prisoner...
And I hate words.
Words kill, words maim, words lie, words mislead...
And I hate words.
Words kill, words maim, words lie, words mislead...
But unless I speak the "magic" words I will remain
trapped in my silence.
Trapped in the past.
Trapped in old patterns.
And still I don't know what the magic words are.
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