Words Just Fail by Ross Walsh

If I’m honest with myself,

words just fail to capture

it. Every time they’re

never quite able to

encapsulate the feeling.

Every time those three

words leave my mouth

I scream internally, and

I curse this language that

feels so inadequate. It

keeps me up at night

thinking that you might

not truly grasp the

level of my adoration,

admiration, affection and

borderline infatuation for

you. I would gladly accept

the punishment of Sisyphus

if only you were the rock.

My rock, for eternity.

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Ross Walsh is a Wexford-born journalist and writer based in Dublin, Ireland. He has written for The Irish Times and Al Jazeera, and his creative work has previously been published in The Children of the Nation: An Anthology of Working People’s Poetry from Contemporary Ireland, From the Plough to the Stars: An Anthology of Working People's Prose from Contemporary Ireland, The Auroras & Blossoms PoArtMo Anthology: 2020 Edition, and Stepaway Magazine's 10th Anniversary Issue.