Sara's Poetry Pages - Sara McDarby

My words
    come straight out of the mouth
whether they belong there
                        or not.


Out in the air
          they take form       hang heavy        floating around

while I keep waiting for them to
              dissipate
disappearing from my history forever.


But it's almost as if they have
          a half life     and they'll only slowly fade away

after what feels like
                         centuries of discomfort.
Glowing brightly
                     as I cringe.
           

My words that
                  are never spoken
whither away in moments
          dried up          crumbling      

becoming microscopic in size
              in existence 
until they blow away
                out of the reach of my heart.
 

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