Thursday, June 21, 2007

Dumbstruck

What needs to be said,
Sits behind my eyes.
It betrays me to others
With silent revelation.

What needs to be said,
Steals into my room while I sleep,
Then storms through my slumber
With unexpected fierceness.

What needs to be said,
Impedes my very speech.
Words stick in my throat.
I am dumbstruck.

3/05/07

1 comment:

  1. I love this poem. It describes so many people in this world. WOW!

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