Peter Strugnell

Freshman - 525 Points (Portsmouth, England)

Missing Words (Manque Des Mots) - Poem by Peter Strugnell

I have no words for you there is a problem
where are they when you need them
trapped in a corner of my mind
some words we shall never find
the speech therapist is helping me look
the cerebral annurism stole and it took

the words exist and have always existed
but will they come out, will they be liberated
frustration you don't know the half of it
I feel stupid i feel like an 'idgit'
some words will never find their way out
and it doesn't help to scream and to shout.

when all was functioning as it should
I'd draw up a list of vital words, and i could,
but now there's simply gaps in my list,
and the word won't come, even if i insist
what comes in its place is anger and frustration,
like all the passengers are waiting, with no train in the station.

words when they come easy we take them as said,
we don't question what the brain does, it's taken as read,
I don't understand when it decides not to function,
when both brain and speech don't work in conjunction.
It's frightening and i don't like what has happened
I can't except the injury, not for a second

the brain is a delicate instrument noone can deny
upset it's delicate balance and you'll soon see why
I can appear a bit scary if you don't understand
when i became ill it for sure wasn't planned
so please be tolerant if I'm feeling a bit low
it's probably due to a 'manque des mots'

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 12, 2009



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