The words I should say...
want to say...
need to say...
are stuck in my throat.
I can't coax them out.
Because I am afraid
of what you will hear in them...
read into them...
hurt because of them...
so I'm quiet.
I shrug.
I stew.
My words change,
Into something bitter and unkind.
This is the worst method
Of miscommunication.
