Speechless
Staring at this paper,
Why can't I write these words?
Writing it down won't help
Because it'd be better if you heard.
A temporary problem,
Is not what this has become.
Because my aching heart,
Beats to a different drum.
Like a parachute,
It protects from the pain.
But my protection,
Has been maimed.
Exterior strong,
Interior week,
I know the words
But why can't I speak?
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