Words seem to flow right off my skin
Onto this paper I can't seem to hold
Slipping between my fingers
These words flow through the streets
People won't like them
But they are my words
So I shout them and
Scream
People won't like them
But they flow right through houses
They fall right out my mouth
And on the ground
But people don't like them
People don't like them
But they are mine so I shout and scream
Words just seem to pour out of me
I can't stop the flowing current of phrases
The flow of words from my soul isn't stopping
So people will be forced to listen to my
Flow flowing words
That I shout and scream
My flow flowing words
People don't like them
But guess what
I do
So listen listen listen to the flow
And the current because maybe then people will like them
But don't count on it
Cause my words flow flow flow
And you listen listen listen
To my flow flowing words
You don't like them
But I do so listen listen
To my words and my sanity
That is flow flowing right out the door
Words seem to flow right out of my
Onto this page
I dont know what I shout or scream
But I like it so
Listen listen listen
My flow flowing words are mine
YOU ARE READING
Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...