She was waiting for words
Some words to make it okay
She couldn't focus
She couldn't think
Twist of the knife
Bite in the neck
Maybe she is me
I want to be forgiven for a unspoken selfishness
I want them to accept me
I long for bliss
I've forgotten a peaceful day
All silent ones fill with madness
In this sweet chaos I'm in
No one sees
It's a secrete garden growing weeds
One day they'll grow in stalks
Someone will climb them
See the ugly truth that bulks
Take back a remark
Fight every urge
Cut a corner
Skip a few sentences
Turn them to slurs
My body needs an alliance
It doesn't understand
Inside and out I'm showing defiance
Trying to defeat the quiet
Waiting for some words
Hoping someone will forgive
The angry festered thorns from
unknown spurs
