When the words in your throat
Strangle you
When the hope in your heart
Is replaced with complicity
Not able to remember pain
Or joy
Or future
Or past
When the poet in you is covered
Buried alive
Barely alive
When you feel the pain come up
And you tell yourself
No, I can't speak to you today
Or this week
Or this month
Or this year
And the pain buries
deep down
Cuddled around your happiness
For warmth
Growing bigger and sicker
Each day
When the life you live begins
Killing you from the inside out,
That's when you know
You've gone too far.
Saturday, September 21, 2019
Too Far
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