Oh how I'd love to talk, to speak my mind and shout my feelings, but the inner turmoil keeps me silent, the silence is loud, louder than talking. It nags, it eats me up inside but still I'm silent; but how I wish to talk. The rejection is beyond recognition, a bitter fruit I can't bite through, it's beyond fear so I stay silent; but how I wish I could talk. If I could talk, really talk, I'd shout my feelings for you, if I could talk I'd speak my mind and say how much I need you, but I can't, and I won't, because love in this world is beyond recognition, it lacks nutrition, with no interest in intuition, the word love is bad tradition. But how I wish I could talk. Family, friends, my feelings for you, if I could say the truth to all of you, I wouldn't be in such gloom. But how I wish I could talk. -***Anthony Rodriguez***