Word Vomit
Where are my words?
Where are my words?
I had them yesterday
Loud, proud, determined
Bent on the cause when the world was watching
Screaming in the wind
Where did my words go?
Yesterday they flowed freely
Today I’m choking on them
Gagging on the seeds of my own thoughts
As they lodge in the back of my throat
Like a bone
I hack
I gag and wheeze
But nothing moves
Words wedged so tight, I can’t breathe
Gasping for air
Prone on the floor
My oxygen starved skin now cyanotic
Too weak to utter a cry for help
But even if I could, would they listen?
Don't they want to hear my words
When the world is no longer paying attention?
Don't they want to know my inconvenient truth?
I fear they don’t
I know they don't
I know they’d ram my own words even further down my throat
I fear they'd watch me die
Then tell the world I choked on my own vomit.
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Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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Wow!
very well written
Very powerful. A lot of passion.
Like a direct punch. I wish I could be more direct hehe
Super real, and easily relatable. ❤️
This is really viscerally powerful. Well done.
Wow that was great❤️
I think this was a nice spin on the challenge. Words pack so much power in them and take so little work to create. The poem, I think, illustrated that very well! Great job!
Emotionally charged. Great work!
Excellent entry for After the Parade.
THIS! This is just so, so, SO well done, and just completely completely how I feel. Every word resonates, Cathy! Most excellent! <3
Omg this! This was fantastic! Wow. Just wow. Very powerful!
Thank you!
This is brilliant. Beautifully written and powerful.
Excellent work
Powerful!
Phenomenal!!
That packs a punch! Great stuff.
Cathy, this is spectacular, and love it! Awesome social commentary and after the parade poem!
Excellent work. Well done.
Wow, so powerful! And sadly full of so much truth. Well done :)