My World

I live in a world of words My tears shed tears And my lips droop syllables My mind concentrates too much on What to say Than what to do My heart is always shackled By the utter truth Sometimes I wish I could escape my world And move to a world of feelings Maybe my life would bear more meaning Cause now it seems to be leaning Too much towards my inner being In my world A rose is but rosy May be beauty, or sorrow Or love, or the begging of forgiveness And it is my duty To describe Then inscribe My inside In my world my paper and ink Are my best friends And I carry on a trend Of jotting and scribbling Without a suggested end. In my world It is easy to break For words sometimes say too much And they never seem to hush And most times They come in a rush Of silence sap©2007