Words

sometimes i tear at my own skin
in hopes of making the words flow easier
but it doesn't
sometimes i hide for days
not because i have nothing to say
but because i have too much
sometimes i whisper prayers
to gods i know won't answer
because i have nothing left
nothing left but words
that never come easy
words that never make sense
no pretty metaphors
no dramatic lines
just pain and hurt and words
caught in my throat
choking me
with a bitter violent taste
as i swallow them down
just words