The curse of words

For people cannot understand
For you speak
A tongue they do not understand
They question
Anger begins to fuel
But not in you
But for those who cannot hear
For those whose mind is clouded
Whose mind is fogged
Distorted
Contorted
Smashed
And destroyed
They do not understand
Like another language is said
Like another tongue is being used
Understand people cannot
Fighting oh fighting
Words people cannot see
That is the curse.
Not many understand
For many are blind
But that this only part of the curse
The outside
Inside.
Inside is worse
When the words scrabble
Like virmin
Rats scattering
Flustering
Squeeking away
Use me
No use me
I am the word you seek
I am the phrase
The sentence
The line
The beginning
The middle
The end
And goes
On and on
Like an endless cycle
A loop of rats
Scattering then returning
And then
They're gone
When you need them
They vanish
They hide in the walls
Whispering
Until you dig them out
And then its too late
You need to rebuild
Remember
Remember who you are
What you've done
And who's really there
And who's just a shadow
That is the inner curse