My voice is gone
Words do not come out
My world is flipped upside down
The trees speak for me now
Words do not come out
I do not talk
The trees speak for me now
My heart will stay silent
I do not talk
These thoughts will never leave my mouth
My heart will stay silent
My lips are sealed
These thoughts will never leave my mouth
Everything around is quiet
My lips are sealed
Spoken words are now foreign to me
Everything around is quiet
Spoken words are no longer my language
Spoken words are now foreign to me
Written words are my only hope now
Spoken words are no longer my language
I am no longer who I was
Written words are my only hope
My voice is gone
A/N So this was a new style of poetry I learned called the pantoum. Correct me if I spelled it wrong. (Which I probably did) Please vote or comment what you think! Thanks guys :)
