I spill when I'm ill.
Words are my healer. They speak on my behalf.
They speak for me when I am numb.
They speak for me when I am in tears.
They speak for me when my mind has too much to say but mouth is closed shut.
They tell me things I never knew I could think of.
Words are strong.
Action is stronger
But on my behalf.
Words is not a weapon
Words is my healer.
p/s: I want to feel sane