Behind My Teeth
Are Things I Could Never Say
These days, of late, I talk to myself
with thoughts, here, in my mind
Contained in mental prison cells
self imposed and self entwined
First employed, for my protection
as words against me, feel like weapons
Aggressive force of interjection
ending comfort in conversation
Behind my teeth, I bite my tongue
like a dam, holding back fury
Saving my breath, filling my lungs
because after all, it's better to be safe, than sorry
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (2)
It gets so old biting my tongue though...
“ Contained in mental prison cells self imposed and self entwined” Marvellous!!