Speechless

Wed, 07/15/2015 - 14:38 -- EchoD
words falling from the sky,
wrapping around my heart,
ripping my voice out,
feeding my soul.
never thought anything 
could make me feel this way,
but here I am,
not a sound to make.
everything's alright,
there's not a thing I can say.
I guess that's what happens after you fall,
I guess you might say,
I'm a little speechless.
such a feat, I know.
nothing but a pen in my hand.
if you can read,
you can understand,
and I hope the little scribbles on this page
render you speechless too.
 
 
This poem is about: 
Me

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