Words to find me

Words, gnawing against my soul,
leaving weeping wounds.
I don't know how they stalk me,
suspending me in silent gloom.

Suddenly unsure,
feeling like the years have made a stranger of me.
Of you they have made nothing,
only the nagging sadness remains unchanging.

In my life,
but not a part of it.
In my soul,
we make a gapping whole.

Words, we ravage through them.
None of them are mine.
None of them are ours,
and yet we bury them inside like precious gold.

These are the word I give to you.
See me, and you will find me.
Find me, and you will know me.
Know me, and you will love me.