Wordlessness

If there was a way to speak of this

Then words would flow effortlessly

In the place of tears

That seem to be squeezing

All the life from me

We sat in your room

In the growing dark

So far apart

And you look at me so silently

As I cry

For a time I cannot breathe

As I feel what it is like

To almost drown

Under a flood of water

But as I remember to breathe

My breath

I realise that there is a way

To find the air

Beneath the ocean

And much as I struggled to come

Something deep in me breaks open

Upon the drive home

As surreal orange light

Appears through clouds of grey

What good would it do

To stay away

Because seeing you opens

Places so deeply lonely

And profoundly helpless in me?

What is it

I am protecting my heart from?

And although home is oh so cold

When I arrive

Unlike that room which felt like fire

There still are no words to fully tell

Of what goes on

Beneath the surface

Deep under the skin

Of our traumatic history

I only know we are kin

And beneath the words that are not said

We feel the sense of what it is to live

With such a profound sense

Of wordlessness