it drips from my lips
like nectar from a fruit
it flows from my lips
like water from a stream
these words that I want to give
everything I have to say
but then it falls from my mouth
like blood from my wounds
I spit it out for it tastes bad
like a rotten apple
I vomit all the words
that my body can no longer hold
for the only is so much
I can handle inside of me
before I break
before I spill all my guts