Letras de Silence

I feel fingers on my back
Distant voices calling me
Whisper words I lack
I have grown so small
That I cant return
So I must accept their call
And my own voice earn
Become what I'm to be...

Seeking letters I have lost
Syllables I cant express
Can't afford their cost
Foes I once embraced
Raced me to a halt
Realized my striving haste
Flourished from my fault
None to blame but me
I will speak...

Virtues memory is vice
Language lingers on
Yet words wil not suffice

Endless phrases to be said
Sentences revive
Those feelings left for dead