Writing What no Words can Express
Writing what no words can express
Pouring out when nothing�s left
When all I have is self
Looking at the mess
I�ve made of things
My life, my thoughts
I can�t control
Thoughts I can�t let go
Little emotions coiled round
My brain, sleeping sound
And comfortable
They�ve found a home
And I can�t evict them
I�m not able
Don�t think that I can
Don�t have the power
Wish I had the power
To write words
That summon tears
Inspire anger, inspire joy
Inspire fears that this is how it has to be
And offers hope that it�s not.
Wish I could sing a song
That would chill me and send
Bumps racing up, bumps racing down my arms
Wish I had a voice that could
Make someone want to dance
Want to jump, want to move
Wish I could prove to everyone the joy in my heart
And the fear, the pain
The loneliness
Wish I could write music
Of passion, my passion
Wish I could think of my music as art
Share my heart�s feelings
Maybe I should just run away
And hide my head in my pillows
Let my spirits droop like willows and weep
Instead of letting my soul keep me awake
With loneliness
Better to be alone asleep than awake
I wish my words were more profound
My pen not so untamed
Or maybe more
Wish they weren�t the same
As everyone else�s
Wish I didn�t always feel like a rerun
Treading familiar paths, describing familiar views
Retelling familiar stories and snapping predictable photos
I wish I didn�t need you
Didn�t want to call you
Wish I could forget you
�stead of wanting to be with you
All the time
Wish I weren�t mad at you
And disappointed with you
Wish that I could tell you
Wish that I could blame you
Wish it were your fault
But it�s not
Wish I could go out and bury it all
Angry and destroy, destroy
Knock down a wall, symbolic
An act against what�s between you
And me
Wish I could forget you
Wish that I could name you
Wish that I could have you
Wish that I could want you