Would you stand to hear
words coming from my
hidden stuff within?
Would you wait still
and listen to thoughts
from my deep deep heart?
Would you wait while i
close and blink my eyes
many times to say a word?
While i struggle with the
monster in my tongue
To say my thoughts
The neighbours laugh
and tell me it's ok,
some even push me away.
What will a stranger like
you do to me when my
words falters?
Would you do the same
or wait a thousand hours
To hear my heart.
My tone is sharp and my voice
is loud echoeing unto
a thousand mile
But my tongue is weak
shredding my words like
a child learning to speak.
Banishing me to the
cold wall of melancholy
and soliloquy.
Will you walk away
or wait a thousand hours
to hear my heart?
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