Words
A bitter voice
takes a bite
of my heart
So I'm cursed
and the worst
at the art
of words
A bit incompetent
at life
I'll reverse
everything not said
right and pure
Apologies
they emerge everywhere
like glitter
A burst
of confetti
A compendium
My speech
Of nerves
leaking all over
Swallowing
truths and lies
that hurt
In my tear stained
pages it cries
It turns
a scratched record
in my head
day and night
A story
and it's allure
Celestial
and bright
When I burn
all my words
ignite
