i'm
listening to music
so loud
it hurts
typing out words
so fast
my fingers fly
i've been struck
with
a fever
so many words
and not enough ways to say them
i wish i could
bottle up my thoughts
and you could drink them down
to finally see
the things i can
(i wish i knew how to say the words that keep me up at night i wish the words i say day after day will finally be the right ones)
-rel
