Muted Emotions

I put the pen to pad and text to page.

But no matter what I say.

I can’t find the words to explain.

All the emotions, feelings, and rage!

Word after word and phrase after phrase.

It’s driving me crazy I’m going insane!

I write letters that become words

words that make sentences, to form a verse.

Yet the more I elaborate the more the meaning blurs.

I try and try but the more I write,

the more the meaning dies.

The explanation in my mind,

becomes outta reach and outta sight

You deserve an explanation,

And even with all my concentration

It’s on the tip of my tongue, like a flirtation.

An elaboration full of frustration.

I wish I could explain, the thoughts in my brain

Bound and chained, locked up and contained

A feeling that won’t wane, my writing is in vain

I’m no longer sane, thanks to all of this strain.

How do I do it, how do I get through it?

My speech, writing, and movements aren’t fluid.

I feel stupid, I guess I’m just not fluent.

In the language of emotion, I’m clueless.

And I can’t refute it, for now, I must remain muted.

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Jorge Ochoa

I love writing. I am finally ready to sharing my art with people so here it is! I hope you enjoy, I thank you for your time my Committed Reader! Follow @ Epilepticboss1.blog

2 Comments

faith'spen · April 26, 2018 at 12:25 pm

Well written.

EpilepticBoss · April 26, 2018 at 6:25 pm

Thank you!

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