Diiemma

Words, Hard to find And even harder to express They demand alot Patience Meticulousness Regardless the depth or the length I love words Their structure The beauty in their meanings The pain they can inflict And the solace they bring See I found a different way Of sharing my words In silence and in writings In silence I struggle Cause it's mostly misunderstood Some deem it rude Some immature In writings I flow Endlessly enamoured with their beauty But it's never enough After all, a still picture says lots