There are many words
ive left unspoken
that just strike chords.
what has awoken?
even in this,
i cannot speak.
its tough to miss
that im weak.
i know i must fight
to keep my mouth shut.
i know that its right,
but i just feel cut-
i keep trying to assist
you with issues.
i force myself to desist
to stop what ensues.
i still cant
manage the line.
i feel like an ant
stepping on a mine.
im writting to
put the words here.
maybe, if i do,
i can say them for you to hear.
i just cant muster
any courage.
im in a fluster
i just cant seem to manage.
my lip, i bit
but i cant hide it, or i might die.
ive got to say it
i...
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