Haven't been able to post in a while, I got locked out of my account and just got back on! But here is some of the things I have been writing.

Words

My brain is too scattered

My mind is too wild

My thoughts have been spread across the sky like stars

and there isn’t a black hole strong enough too suck them in

There is no simile to describe my joy

There isn’t a metaphor that can show the sorrow I hold

words are too young

Then to put your soul in a gallery

On display, printed, on paper

to be judged, condemned, praised, celebrated

Who are we?

tiny humans

insignificant specks

no words can hold us