The words that aren't said

Empty

I tried writing all my thoughts on paper, tried pouring down my heart to create blissful art, tried pinning down my feelings to scatter pieces of myself down the page to construct vivid images telling stories I never could, yet reek the aroma of something that is so 'me'

I tried writing down all that goes on in my heart mind and soul,
but the page stared back at me
empty and devoid of any words........

It stayed empty, not because I was numb but simply because, I was naive and couldn't label one feeling from the churning vortex I carried untamed within my soul;
I said I fell empty just because I didn't understand the beautiful complexity that was 'me'

~G.V.C

Peace out ✌🏼