A Place On the Page

The words in my head fight for a place on the paper, Meanwhile thoughts drift away much like vapor. I’m quite uncertain which way it shall go, I simply plant seeds and allow them to grow. The words swirl around like water down a drain, Looking for the connection between my heart and brain. There are always connections with what I think and feel, As connections are made my soul begins to heal. I wonder what it would be like to have no voice, Surrounded by silence without any choice. I hear all these voices but which do I follow? Some ease my mind while others hard to swallow. I sit to record all the words in my head, As they join together I find a common thread. The connection I find between what I feel and think, Roll on to the page becoming my ink. I imagine a world where I’m truly free, I can write about all I feel and see. No walls to contain just go with the flow, My words reflect how my world does go.