Cross stitch. (Poem)

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I'm here where words intersect,

I am here, before you suppressing my tears,

I have a lump in my throat that makes me mute

I want to shout a thousand things but I must shut up

Good intentions die, everything bad is presumed.

Tears drown me, pain shakes me

I want to talk about the good and save our

But there are so many bad moments

That filled me with sadness, pain and hopelessness

And I return to that point where the eyes meet

Where thoughts collapse and I don't know what to do.