A bitten tongue My worst mistake Choking back the words so needed Limits made to be exceeded Epiphany Perhaps a coup de grace Regretting every moment wasted Sickened by the hate i've tasted From abundance of the heart the words cascade Outward signs no longer masquerade what we feel inside A gaping mouth Words flow like cyanide Poisoning relationships And killing trust with dagger lips A turning point That seems always for the worse What else would have you suggested Syntax ruin manifested