Let Them Out

5 0 0
                                    

Words flow out of my mind,
Filling the page,
I don't really know why,
Don't know what they mean.

I never stop writing,
The pages fill,
Then - suddenly - the hand is still.

I look at the paper,
The pages are filled,
My eyes scan the words,
Taking them in.

Line after line,
Until I'm done
- then for a moment it's quiet,
I take in what I wrote.

I feel what it says,
But I didn't know I could
Write those words down,
Create all of this.

They were always inside,
I just let them out.

[Dark] Life Where stories live. Discover now