Its not often
That my words are truly taken away
When I cannot
Begin to string together
A coherent thought
To explain the frustration
The pain
The edge of horror
The bitterness
That burns the tip of my tongue
Today is one such day
I cannot bear to look in the mirror
And see my haunted eyes
I cannot bear to speak
Lest the tremble of my voice gives away
The very real need to scream
Even to write
The words grate
So now i sit
And watch mindlessly
And hope that i stay numb
Just long enough
To make it thru this
Peace in the valley
A candle in the dark
Hold me
Keep me safe
Jan20