Unspoken words

There is a language foreign to all
it is the language of unspoken words
all the things left unsaid
left unsaid to spare ones feelings
words that could break a person
shatter them into small nothings
pieces scattered across the plains
never to be found again

once broken a person can never be the same
never feel what they once felt
feelings of specific joys and hopes
hopes of what someday may hold
possibilities of true happiness
true love and all that comes with it
love that will one day satisfy all desires
desires that will leave one empty

I can speak of nothing with my words
but what of those that are unspoken 
will they ever be heard
ever be felt by another
feelings are what make us all
make us who we are truly
something that cannot be taken away
away from who we are when no one can see us

If I were to never say another word
would you still understand me
understand what I am feeling or thinking
what I care about and what I need
are my needs really needs or just wishes or dreams
could my dreams ever become a reality
what is reality to those who live in a dream world
what about this world is it just a dream?