Words
Words,
So many that I want to write, but I'm stuck staring at this blank screen.
My mind puts up a fight as the words pound loudly in my head.
I try to type but my fingers are stuck.
A story stuck on my tongue silenced into my soul.
Is it worth to tell.
Frustration chews me upside down.
I wish for a steady flow to release the words.
Instead they cling to me and I choke on this regret everyday.
I'm scared that I have nothing to prove when I always feel as I have nothing to lose.
It's time to get out of this darkness to take a stand.
Maybe no one understands the fear it runs deep.
To the point I can't sleep evading my dreams.
Because this was my dream to write.
To show the world my emotions through my words.
Now they hide.
I try to coax them out to find the light.
Only the numbness answers when I visit them.
Each day little by little they line up, ready to take the dare.
So I dare.
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