I write as if I cannot shut up
The words threatening to drown my very soul
And so I write as if I cannot shut up
My voice as always is silent, so few truly hear it
Yet my words, my simple words speak volumes
Reaching out from the screen and grabbing onto your very core
Every word emits a feeling, sometimes its raw, full of pain
Others its soft, gentle full of love
Always a message to impart, an urge to be heard
And so I write as if I cannot shut up
Yet nary a word slips past my lips
The silent poet, quietly she sits, writing as if she cannot shut up