The Weakness Of Words

Slow motion drips between folds

Driest tales of tears untold

Scrounge and panic empty hands

Empty heart pumps empty sand

Weighed down in a dormant feel

Pinch a nerve to know it's real

Pregnant with a star tonight

Melt my tongue in speech so slight

Eyes aglaze your satin chilled

Skin and face of that I killed

In your gown and wrists are crossed

Spasm shake for that I lost

There in plainest view I turn

Sudden scream as past I burn

I deny the whole of you

Nothing else for me to do

I deny your beauty

Blocked entirely

I deny that you existed

Disused piece of me

And now in this my darkest time

My memory's gone and with my mind

The rumble of this prayer to gain

All I need to start again

But words are weak as I am proof

That fools use words to speak the truth

In riddles, lies, all indirect

But when can I myself connect?

And I alone stand not so tall

I block out one, I block out all

Erase a notch, we're back another mile

Tonight we dream the beauty in denial