A blank page before me
As I stare and begin to write
What's in my thoughts?
What's in my head?
There'll be no sleep tonight
Minds forever running no rest is on the cards
Ramblings in my head spill all over by the yard
It takes me by surprise, my pen moves like I'm being led
It's like I'm on a journey tripping over things unsaid
Words spill out before me,
and then I've filled a page
Sometimes, kind and caring.
Sometimes full of rage
And as I read back over it ,
This, and that makes sense
It's just the things I've left unsaid they exist in my past tense
I guess my mind is free now of every cluttered thought.
I've emptied all the rubbish out,
Can sleep now ?
Maybe maybe not
©cazza
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