oh the neglect.
i feel as though words have been all i have.
yet not a word explains where i am.
how i got here.
not a word helps me to articulate.
instead i neglect the words i could have.
holding them inside.
in exchange for silence.
trying to quietly search alone.
... luckily for me, i have dear friends.
just a few.
and they call out the silence and draw out the words.
they love unceasing.
they look past the black.
and they help me see the color.
it doesn't take many -
i have seen the power of a few great ones.
so thanks. im attempting to leave behind the neglect.
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