My Silent Words

Locked away inside my mind
Are words that no one hears
And the passion that I felt for things
Have gone unsaid for years
Why can’t I write a sentence
Describing just one thought
But the adjectives and verbs I use
Make my efforts all for naught
Why can’t I simply be direct
With what I have to say
But every time I try to speak
The words don’t come my way
If I can’t write about the things
That I so strongly feel
Or speak about them verbally
How then can they be real
Perhaps I need a magic pen
To write the words I’ve got
And also a ventriloquist
To speak when I cannot
 

written by Chuck Pool
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