Regurgitation

I've got many words,
gathered over the years,
most of them weigh me down...
But I can rarely say them out-loud,
for I know that, if unleashed
it could be mountains, that they bring down!

My words might shatter many modest dreams,
as they cut through silence like a sharp and ruthless blade...
If they’re uttered, nothing left behind can be saved.

I know my words are toxic and deadly, but some are deep,
still, the price of honesty with them might be way too steep!

So my words are forever silenced,
or maybe they’re merely asleep...

After all my disappointments and defeats...
it’s hard to say where everything leads.

So my words are forever silenced,
or maybe they’re only asleep...

I mostly keep quiet for the sake of order, duty and greed.
Regurgitating all those words, over and over again
Neither able to swallow, nor able to really breathe!