words
said
unsaid
forced into search
alien to their birth
more we tried
to grapple with words
more they cringed
with fear disgust
refusing to carry
farce of our lot
fragile selves
tied up in knots
I hear them laugh
I hear them wail
but really to what avail
we and our
endeavors
remain perpetually insane
not saying what we feel
feeling things never said
what do I do
cried the word
they took away the meaning
of my very existence
if I cannot be myself
on my word
I should be dead ...
