Mime, mine.

I cannot say what I want to say 
and that holds me back 

I cannot express all the thoughts in my head 

my mouth is bound by a clasp

I cannot scream at the top of my lungs 

spew out all the hatred from my blood 

I cannot even scribe my emotions
that’s just not how it works 

My fingertips feel as though
they’ve been hammered down  

Paralysing me 

stripping me of the only thing

That has kept me alive for all this time 

altering my identity to a mime 

I worry I cannot hold onto this any longer 

the noise within is deafening 

But the problem lies outside 

as the tape holding my mouth shut tight 

Reflects the silence 

onto the other side 

Now the only place my thoughts 

emotions and feelings reside 

Lay beside 

one other in darkness 

Never to be known 
and me, to forever be alone 


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