I inhale glass shards cutting
Apart my voice, shredded exhales
Of misunderstood words.

I scream and I spit out white noise,
Noting heard but everything said,
When my lungs collapse that which
Was bled on the shards now expelled

I am so tired of bleeding my words the
Pain they bring forth, my voice is numb,
I have said enough. I have my words
Cut Apart, if you never heard were
You listening from the start.