I choked again today,
swallowing the many words
that once flowed joyfully
from these lips.
My words lay lifeless
on my tongue,
stifled, captive,
never again allowed
their sweet release.
What's the point?
These words fall on deaf ears.
Opening the door once again
would simply breathe life
into the old, sad tune
of lies and dysfunction.
My words once danced with joy
on the silken thread
connecting two hearts.
Silence is now my shield.
So sad that now there are
no more words.
