Silence

I’m no good with words.

When I need to use them: I

Avoid it, or

I say “I don’t know,” But most often

I say nothing.

I’m afraid to speak.

When it matters most,

I choose the worst:

When I’ve so many words,

I say nothing.

Silence is my curse.

I don’t want to hurt or be hurt.

I don’t want to be here. When

I say nothing:

I want it to end.

So I hide behind silence:

I say nothing.

I inflict my curse when

I say nothing.