Words dance swirl and collide in my mind.
I see Endless sparkling conversations.
You speak and I reply.
A single word fished out from treacle.
An island in in a wordless sea.
Somewhere between my thoughts and speech.
I have turned in to wordless me.
Don't pity me or get frustrated.
Don't think my brain has lost too much.
My horizons still linger in your words and fleeting touch.
So when I speak in single words.
Conveying all of my emotions hoping only to be heard.
Take the time , unhurried, linger.
I hear you both loud and clear.
Recovery will take much longer.
If you refuse to me hear.
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