Words can hurt
Words can heal
Words can have many meanings when it closer to no words at all
Never experienced my tongue being tied battling my pronunciation
Because I notice women lack interest in a man with clumsy vocabulary
She might be direct with her honesty
Or watch you make a fool of yourself in her presents
Either way
It hurt enough that I took consideration to heal in silence
Because words can hurt me
And Because words can heal me as well

Hanging on to life like a the old piece of gum under the desk
As I dangle with nothing but my thoughts to keep me company
Until there’s is another abused sheet of clothing made from aluminum On the floor
Trembling down like tumbleweed dancing with the desert winds
A chewed up
Yea let’s talk for a min type Conversation with more physical than verbal actions
No apologies for something that is not accidental
Placing me underneath a surface where minds grow to success and joy
or crash down Face plant from social depression
Maybe
A sheet of clothing will hit the floor again
Additionally feeling my space of upside down with someone I can hang with it
Eventually my arms will cave with or without the distraction of laughter
Dang
My Dangling days will end

New entry
Without knocking at the door entering greeting
Hello introducing myself as critical thinker
A mental lyrical demon
So if you ready for different diversity this the dish that I’m feeding
These are the words that feel alive with out breathing
Making my pencils a art of a permanent tattoo meaning
The paper is hurt from the scribbles and beatings
My fingers will hurt from the repeating counting of dollars
It’s Coming with problems
Progression the problem solver
Verbally murdering the situation with a revolver.