Words of thought
Words from sorrow
Words of dreams
Words cannot see tomorrow
Writer of today
Writer of feelings
Tomorrow can take away
Another day comes forth
Another way
To say and feel
Another thought
Imaginary or real
Words feed thought
Hunger for a story
Say what is there
Or what isn’t before me
A story
Is it unreal
To say what I feel
Is it real to explain
Left alone writing down my pain
Feelings unexplained
As these words rain upon my thoughts
The truth is sought
Can’t be bought or taught
If you weren’t there
Can read words
Can’t feel the fear or tears
Can’t understand words
That aren’t clear
At the start
The ending to part
Or seek truth
It was me not you
Only I go through
Only understand
Writer of my words
As I hold this pen in my hand
Every thought was written
Each thought is mine
As I look at the words
And go back in time
As I’m left right here
To face the present
And what will never be there
What I’ll never be
What these words will become
Another shadow of me
Bring forth to light
But without eyes one can’t see
Each letter, each word
Forms a sight
Each poem is a piece of my life
My struggle my pain
The confusion of sadness
The happiness of rain
Explaining experiences
Without using names
Writer of words
From thoughts in which they came
My name is not all of me
What is there is more than I see
There’s more to be explained
As I go on in life
Writing the feelings
I contain