Why did I stop?

Because my words became painful

And my heart started bleeding

So did my pen.

I couldn’t continue anymore.

Voices in my head started getting raw.

Why did I stop?

Because I lost faith in my words,

Lost faith in the singing birds.

Filled with too much pain to bear

And the words didn’t care

As the became rare.

Why did I stop?

Because I felt betrayed.

I felt the words closing in.

I felt swallowed by my own words.

I felt the cold shoulder of my words.

Couldn’t find comfort in my words.

Why did I stop?

Why did I stop?