The words are like rocks in my mouth
Breaking my teeth on their bitter truth
I bite my tongue to distract my mind from the pain
Spitting blood and bone
Choking on mangled promises
If I hold my mouth right
I can swallow the worst of it

My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The words are like rocks in my mouth
Breaking my teeth on their bitter truth
I bite my tongue to distract my mind from the pain
Spitting blood and bone
Choking on mangled promises
If I hold my mouth right
I can swallow the worst of it