Words spill from my mouth
in an endless spout of hopelessness.
I scramble to pick up words
that best describes these feelings,
yet none of them seem to do a thing.
Rather, they spill from my lips,
drop from my eye sockets and pour
in a desperate attempt to escape.
When did water boarding myself
with my words become normal?
Trying to explain things I don't understand,
trying to add reason to rhyme,
it just never works out.
I always end up sounding crazy;
or feeling like a liar:
a fibber who only wants the satisfaction of attention.