I pity the words in mind
Eager to be written down
Yet they're trapped in my head
Chest
and heart
For the lack of my voice
To shout at the paper laid in front of me
And all of the dried ink of mine
YOU ARE READING
Chaos
PoetryIn the middle of my chaos, there was you. This book, lets you inside of my mind, inside of my soul, and together, we can feel again. #201 in poetry
