I can’t articulate
This thing inside
It twists me
Turns me
Breaks me down
I look for the words
I can feel them there
But they feel like
They’re just a little bit
Out of reach
But it’s for the best
She can’t hear
These words
They’ll break her
More than they
Are breaking me
I Can’t Articulate This Thing Inside
31 Wednesday Dec 2014
Posted in Poetry
Wounded Memories 
I know the feeling… When can we bypass this whole words thing and just communicate telepathically with shared emotions? An lntrovert can only dream… 😉
Dear God you don’t want in my mind! 🙂
Haha! I suppose we would all scare each other, that way… I didn’t mean to share all the time, that would be overwhelming! 🙂
i do
You do what?
i wanna know what’s in your mind
Somethings that are gentle, but most that are dark.
those who don’t fear your dark are the keepers
those who lighten it are the angels.