Words


Words

There are so many things I wish to tell you
But my mouth just refuses to form the words
The mere thought of speech mutes my tongue

The pen and paper had become my friends
As I try to express my thoughts in every stroke
But it will never be enough

For there may be a thousand words
And though I try to weave them together
Into complex tapestries of letters and stories

None can truly, completely reveal
What the voice of my heart want to speak.

For they are merely words.


~October 2011, Friday
  Pasig City