speechless

as the rain falls my thoughts flow out my mind like vapor off the cold floor. my breathe is no longer visible, words begin to become a permanent flavor on my tongue. some words cut razor sharp so I begin to bleed those words &the flavor begins to fade little by little leaving behind a stain. a stain that won't wash out until every word is spoken ,be my tissue to clean up the words i bleed. make it be that easy for me to speak again because in your presence I've become silent..