To live a life without words
Is like a hell I did not consent or deserve
And honestly
Life with words
Is another hell
I did not consent to
Or deserve
But here I am
My pen in hand
At 3 am
my mind continuing to short circuit
Flashing random phrases
Without context
Or meaning
But with my paper I can give them meaning
And provide them context
As I do here
And now
And though this makes no sense
And will never be more than a rant and nonsensicle ramble
It gives me peace
And it gives me my inspiration
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 11:51 PM UTC
To live a life without words
Is like a hell I did not consent or deserve
And honestly
Life with words
Is another hell
I did not consent to
Or deserve
But here I am
My pen in hand
At 3 am
my mind continuing to short circuit
Flashing random phrases
Without context
Or meaning
But with my paper I can give them meaning
And provide them context
As I do here
And now
And though this makes no sense
And will never be more than a rant and nonsensicle ramble
It gives me peace
And it gives me my inspiration
Honestly I'm so tired but my mind wont shut up, so heres a little letter to my exhausting yet inspiring thoughts