WORDS DON'T WORK

I've said everything I had to say

And I've said nothing at all

For all the words in my repository

Still seem so empty and small.

Tears flow down but those are drops

That have a mind of their own

Not so good at expressing a thought

They leave me feeling more alone.

I hear a song and it touches my heart

Yet, it's not the song I'd sing

For a song needs soul and I'm out of that

And all I can feel is a sting.

There's hope they say, round the corner

And I fervently pray they are right

For all the things they say aren't true

And hope isn't watertight.

It's not too late for conversation

But talk when wedded to lament

Is just a chaos of despair and defeat

And probably a summary of repent.

All the words and all the silences

Will never suffice, I fear

So I guess it's best to be monotonous

And live to persevere.