Internal Battle

I really want to say,

well there is no other way,

fuck all this pain,

this drive to learn a way.

Seems inside my mind,

I’m always second-guessing,

and when I ask a person nearby,

they seem to know not what to say,

instead I think they go about their own

sort of trying to find an angle,

what it is we would all like to say,

without landing ourselves alone,

every day.

Words Whisper


just want to wait

a whisper, an


What am I

I wonder to myself.

If I speak without thought,

what echo would

erase the lost solution.

There’s another

correct word on the horizon,

gives perspective

present mind