What can I say?
Where do I begin?
As I sit outside in my backyard watching my little Bella play in the snow.
I’m trying to find the words.
Not sure where this post will take me. I’m just trying to find the words.
Six hours have passed since I wrote those first few lines
I’m still trying to find the words.
I thought you’d give me guidance, but you say you have none to spare
As I continue to try to find the words
It was said, ” A closed mouth don’t get fed,” as I open my mouth to speak, I stop because,
I’m trying to find the words
In my mind, I see the words so clearly, I can comprehend them,
But fail at translating them for you to understand the meaning
still, I search for the words
What is holding my words captive? How do I end this cycle of being a ‘POW’
Prisoner Of Words…
(To be continued…)
Remember to Live Free and Love On Purpose 💋🎉✌