An empty page, a piece of paper,
full of spaces, void of words
that well up from within my soul
that I would like to speak.
Can I find within my mind the words
to speak my will?
Or do the spaces of this page
say all that must be said?
I have no message, no words of wisdom
to aid in all life's paths;
all that I have, sole in possession,
is but an empty page
void of spaces, full of words.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 8:01 PM UTC
An empty page, a piece of paper,
full of spaces, void of words
that well up from within my soul
that I would like to speak.
Can I find within my mind the words
to speak my will?
Or do the spaces of this page
say all that must be said?
I have no message, no words of wisdom
to aid in all life's paths;
all that I have, sole in possession,
is but an empty page
void of spaces, full of words.
