The Unwritten Story

There's a story I need to write I am not sure how I will start with faded parts buried somewhere with unseen chapters hidden in closets that I still don't know how to find. May be I could pour a few drops but every drop holds an ocean of words words that I have always wanted to speak out aloud but words that never mark their presence except through my pen. Words that may bring ecstasy but words that may also bring conflicts. There's an evening that I remember when a few drops of rain brought out words that I had always wanted to speak out aloud. There's a night that is supposed to exist when silence is soothing and loud and the conflicting parts are beautiful. I await the ability to pour them out easily for there are crimson blue dreams to preserve that I am scared might fade away. ...No this is not it, my heart says, the words seem to get exhausted. There's a story I need to write to pour it all out until I can hold it I am not sure how much I can hold inside with restless nights for a part of mine. Oh there's a blue fountain that awaits may be some other day again.... there's a story I need to write. May 10, 2020 For BRIAN'S CHOICE 9,any form,any theme Winner: Third Place