Interpret for me, please
the words I do not say
The playful smile that leaves my lips when you look away
smithing suits of armor around my pride and
the salt-water raindrops that fade in an instant
leaving trails of hope to evaporate into hydrogen air
Please read the letters I have not stamped
addressed, mailed, or posted
but instead keep on my face
they read in a harsh manner and at times
give papercuts but please
keep translating for the languages I have never spoken
and the emails that have never seen a keyboard
because I can’t
(via nickmonkey)