The Words©

The words you may ask
"Are they hard to come by"
No, not for me
They just come
My fingers giving them birth
My emotions giving them life
For me the words
Allow me to be so open
To tell you how I feel
To lay bare my inner most thoughts
A vessel to share such thoughts
The words move inside me
Screaming for their birth
Begging to be spoken
I can no longer hold them hidden
The words must be seen, heard, felt, lived

The words will be put to paper
The paper stained with tears
The words will share my emotions
The paper will carry them home
The words will speak of a lifetime
The paper will harbor their meaning
The words will drift on the night's air
The paper holding their despair

The words...the words...
The words I cannot stop them
The words are always there