Lost Proverbs

I've started forgetting how to speak.
No, it's not quite as serious as that.
But I'm mis-saying sayings. Which is saying something.
I'll just be talking and throw in an idiom. And it will come out wrong. And I won't know why.
Like water from a stone. I make a really dogs ear out of it. A real pigs dinner.
And I've forgotten, too, how to pronounce some words. People snigger.
I was never like this. Never so malapropriate. Which isn't a word, I am aware. That was on purpose.
I used to make fun of my Mother for the very same thing and now, I am just as bad.
Maybe it's from long months spent speaking another language. I'm forgetting my mother tongue.
Maybe it's from so many hours spent writing, searching new metaphors, avoiding the very clichés I can no longer even get right.

I don't know.
Maybe I cut out my tongue to spite my face.