Words, you left me
For this moment of pain,
Tears, you held me
For an instance of disdain. 
I think I am so feeble
To hold myself and stand,
No thoughts, no words embrace me
Or clutch my quivering hand.
I smile to myself as often
As I shed my pretty tears,
I struggle to grab my speech
And jolt away all fears.
But, words, they dump me
In the ashes, in the dark
And ah! I am so speechless
Seized in this puzzling lark.
My Sentiments, My Expressions 