By A.N. Flores

Words bombard my mind,
Twisting my judgment and rendering it useless.

Words and more words relentless in pursuit,
Play with the smallest wisp of my sanity
Leaving me disoriented without notion nor perception.

Words, words and more words tie down my spirit,
Forever separating it from yours.
And I am lost without you.
And yet with you, I am alone.

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