There Are Days
There are days I write
submitting my thoughts
onto pages doubting time
investing into memories
there are times I am numb
baffled bewildered where
unthinkable masterpieces
are created in the aftermath
of my minds tolerance
for thinking nothing at all
in the blink of an eye
the escaping of a whisper
sound removed remembering
a time I simply wrote me
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2022
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