sometimes
there are no words
to describe, to explain,
to take any of my pain
there are no words
to heal, to say, to feel
nothing to let anything
happen again
or be undone
I don't know
sometimes there are no words
because
there is too much chaos in me,
too much trouble between
pure freedom
and
insanity
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poems.
Poetrybest rank: #29 in #myyouth #35 in #feminism #61 in #selflove #68 in #thoughts #30 in #poetry ~explain what love means to you. •if I could explain my definition of love, I wouldn't ever have to write a poem again•
