When words fail, what can we do? what do we have?

Silence bends and combs, as if it knew that all our attempts are futile, that all we do, want to do, try to do, everything is nothing more than a failure. We are lost among our words, we know they lead nowhere. Language will always fail us when we attempt to face reality.
What can we do? We always return to the void, to the abyss of nothingness, to silence.