lost for words (Remove filter)
Incommunicado
I can think some portions of the image,
But the words don't exist,
This fear that can't be said.
Strange,
How the thought can freeze the body,
And not the body the thought.
And any communication describes nothing.
I can say some things that I think,
But others make me mute.
This barrier in my head,
Even I can't cross.
It is like painting a face a single shade of pink.
Like drawin...
Saturday 5th June 2021 6:26 am
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