Words

There are times the words come easy
But then they don’t always make sense
At least to anyone other than me
And I never know if I should feel tense.

Don’t worry if you can’t always feel me
I know that what I share can be strange
But I speak from the heart and let it out well
At times even I can’t find the range.

Some days they just roll off the fingers
Other days they get caught in my heart
I just let them fall to the page
Each time I get the inclination to start.

So if you want to read them
Just keep me in your thoughts
I can feed off the encouragement
Or I can just untie some of my knots.

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About graypoet

Just one that at times puts the words to the page and lets them fall as they might.
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