So Much To Say

So much to say, though

How…is what eludes my grasp.

Fingers contorted,

My mind drowning in chaos,

The words scream fighting for air.

But alas they choke,

Dying at the hand of a

Tormented poet.

What fate beholds this tortured

Soul. Only God above knows.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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2 responses to “So Much To Say”

  1. lifecameos Avatar

    Words do indeed suffer at the hands of poets. I had not thought of that before.

    1. Dom DiFrancesco Avatar

      At times they do my friend, I know that I have tortured a word or two in my day. :)

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