𝙈𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚;
𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙞𝙩.
𝙈𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙.
𝘽𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙭𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙣𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥.
𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚,𝙄, 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩.𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩.
𝘽𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙮𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙨. 𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚.
𝙈𝙮 𝙚𝙣𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙!
𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.
𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙙! 𝙔𝙚𝙩,𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩.
~Eaves
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When Tounge Can't Speak
PoezieA masterpiece of mine;where I can't speak and my hands are shaking to write what's going on my mind.
