Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

I want to talk to you,
   But the words are spinning.
   I want to touch you,
   But my fingers won't move my arms... 
  I'm bleeding everywhere inside me.

 What makes sense to me, 
   Makes no sense to you.
   Although we speak the same language...

    Neither of us is able to understand
    The meaning of the words,
     The meaning of our silence.