chatter
what happens when you have no more words to say?
nothing you can say?
you desperately grapple for something, anything:
weather/food/school/life
so much pointless chatter
filling up the empty space
the gaps in conversation glaring
a society wide failure
just like this poem...
what is the point
of this rambling rant?
silence.
silence is the point.
the quiet closing in
crawling down my throat
choking back the words
making my tongue heavy
lips numb.
I can feel it coming
fight
fight
many words
afraid
of silence
end
of my voice
silent past
creeping back
talk
and chat
and sing
and scream
and gasp
for breathe
silence
strangles
words
I long
to form
syllables
can
no
longer
speak.
all
gone