These Words

I wish I could speak the words I may not speak
Word I hold up inside,
They cripple me ever weak.
I wish I could have a listener, not a judge.
As I carry this cross, This path, Oh so long I ever trudge.
Feelings I can't put in speech,
I spell them out on this sheet.
These words I may never speak,
I use it to my advantage,
Make my creativity rise to it's peak.