Clicks and scratches,
that's the sound of my voice.
The clicks that go late into night,
create worlds to explore,
and help store my thoughts.
The scratches create works of art,
from the carefully crafted message,
to the large murals of my life.
My voice is no longer needed,
for I have found a new one,
but then I realized that,
I never used the first one anyway.
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 2:56 AM UTC
Clicks and scratches,
that's the sound of my voice.
The clicks that go late into night,
create worlds to explore,
and help store my thoughts.
The scratches create works of art,
from the carefully crafted message,
to the large murals of my life.
My voice is no longer needed,
for I have found a new one,
but then I realized that,
I never used the first one anyway.
