Words
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Sometimes there are so many words inside of me
brewing like a dozen kettles of water in my veins
itching, struggling to be given life.
And it scares me so, so much
knowing that they might never reach a page.
Instead left to decompose in the obscure caves of my interiors
where nobody will ever get to see their scintillating magic.
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4 comments:
This is beautiful
how nice. i love your poems :)
that's really beautiful and so true
there is that fear in the containing your deepest feelings and secrets
Last night, I had a moment of fleeting clarity where I felt like I finally had the words, only to lose them later on. Your writing just.. wow.
-Amber Rose
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