words
spilling from my mouth
pouring from my pen
black ink on white paper
baring my soul
dropping my mask
a reflection
in quick, dark lines
words
my liberation
my release
scribbles in my journal
scrawls on the page
a place to be real
no fear
no restraint
words
falling short
never quite right
unable to express the storm inside
trapped by language
not the right meaning
not the right sound
words
stumbling over each other
hard and fast
same words replaying
over and over
a broken record
scratched and skipping
words
swirling in my mind
sloshing around like water
over-analyzing
overthinking
can't stop thinking
trapped in my head
drowning in my thoughts
words
both the chains and the key
my prison and my escape
i live my life on the page
because i'm too scared to live in the world
but i want to
words
a bridge
or a wall?
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