I don't know

I can't

Help

The pen can't write properly,

To share the sacred feelings,

For no words can explain.

Help me

Shut up

I need to leave

Even at the stroke of my wrist,

And the scratch of the paper,

I cannot explain.

There are no words. 

Give me peace

I can't breath

I think I'm drowning where is the lake

And so words are removed,

But never lost.

And thoughts are erased,

But never forgotten.

I need to forget.

I want to forget.

When can I forget

So I try to erase these feelings,

Like how the pen erases the thoughts and the words.

Help me breathe.

Give me wings to fly

Take away the pain

Give flowers energy to bloom

And so I stare at the paper again: no words. 

They do not come out.

They do not speak.

They do not show themselves.

No words.