The Wind
As I yell no one hears.
As the wind blows, the words disappear.
I don't have the patients for when it stops.
It takes away my breath and the words don't come out.
The wind, thinking it was a friend.
Turns on to be my worst enemy.
As I cant speak, the words don't come out.
Yelling does not help.
All I can hear is the faint sound of my breath.
How can I speak, when the wind takes away my words and I can't express myself .
The wind stops, and my words are finally here.
The patients I didn't have came back when the wind went away.