words

Oh the words are there they are there
But how to write them, and yet still remain real
Without endangering one's very life itself
Without the madness

Oh the words are there
The words which I would like to say
Without hurting another
Without hurting all that surrounds me.

Oh the words are there, they won't go away
They live with me like a second skin
Like a life I shouldn't be living
How to echo these words, is the question..

Oh the words, they are there
The ones that I desparately want to say
The ones to the one who I cannot
Oh how to show these words, how...

Oh the words are there, they haunt me
Or maybe they might pre-empt me
They are the future I look down the tunnel towards
But the tunnel is but a closed cave.

FCTG - 13/10/2001

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