All words become me
They reflect what I feel
Sometimes I want to hide from them
and stem the tide of words
but outside my window the storm of words is brewing
and I am stewing inside.
outside the wind of words is breaking against my wall
outside phrases are hammering like rain against my window
eventually they will breakthrough the window and like lightening
they will flash out of mouth.
Daniel Hooks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-words-become-me/
