Words on Words…

So quickly do words fade into the air,

One wonders what worth they bear,

Not more than what was said, or meant,

Not more than what was left unsaid,

Words fade into the air,

But furrow deep into the soul.

What weight do words bear that they dig so deep,

That even after they have been said,

Their traces remain.

Every syllable and cadence,

Every pause, and insinuation,

Every word.

Sinks, sinks, sinks.

Dragging my weight along,

Deeper and deeper, until my mind surrounds my being,

My body fades away into insignificance and I am surrounded by the words that were said,

Outside, and inside,

The words echo from within,

The world fades.

What substance is that world,

When a few words can make it fade away.