Backwards Rain

A thousand words on my mind,

but silence on my lips.

I try to speak, but nonetheless

my mouth remains stitched.

Melodies etch my brain

and twinkle from my heart,

surging up, like backwards rain

you held it from the start

With every word, it fills my chest

and tingles down my spine

But you, the one who knows them best,

will never know these lines.