These words
These words I don't speak
But words are the only way I reach.
It's my cry for help
I'm in agony

Yet nobody reads these words
These words of anguish.
suffering a slow death before everyone's eyes.

This is the only way I reach out.
Through my words I cannot speak myself.
My head creates while my voice is silent.
My voice is forgotten but my words are forever.

These words are my thoughts that control my every waking moment.
Please read with caution.
My darkest hours, days and years are poured into these words.