How can I really articulate myself to you?
I shake and consistently smile.
My cheeks are in pain.
My breath stops.
The brain receives no oxygen.
I can't think.
My heart won't beat.
I guess, in a way I am perfectly articulating myself to you.
You make me loose control.
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
How can I really articulate myself to you?
I shake and consistently smile.
My cheeks are in pain.
My breath stops.
The brain receives no oxygen.
I can't think.
My heart won't beat.
I guess, in a way I am perfectly articulating myself to you.
You make me loose control.
Request permission to use this poem