As I put my pen to paper
the thoughts all rush at once
to the forefront of my mind
Each one shouting louder than
the ones beside it
the ones in front and the ones behind it
pushing and crowding and
begging to be heard
As I put my pen to paper
I reach my hand
through the trenches of my mind
searching for one
just one thought to save
One thought to pull
from the screaming, swarming, mob
that so desperately needs to be heard
Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 8:12 PM UTC
As I put my pen to paper
the thoughts all rush at once
to the forefront of my mind
Each one shouting louder than
the ones beside it
the ones in front and the ones behind it
pushing and crowding and
begging to be heard
As I put my pen to paper
I reach my hand
through the trenches of my mind
searching for one
just one thought to save
One thought to pull
from the screaming, swarming, mob
that so desperately needs to be heard
