The words I carry are akin to lump in throat too heavy to swallow, yet I hold them close because I will suffocate if I let go. The words I carry are the silence that I've eaten for dinner, the sky that I've never belonged to and the love that's not mine. The words I carry are akin to lump in throat too heavy to swallow, yet I hold them close because I will suffocate if I let go. The word I carry
