writeagain&

i write, write myself into a silence
the explosive words that numb the mind
the softness of the words that lull the heart
the bright light of those that tinge the soul

words have in fact become alter ego, an enemy
of sorts that wades through reason
and sifts through emotions
ever so lightly, it's venom like a dye
that leaves its hue behind

I want to take control again of all my words,
my silence burns beyond the echos of a voice
whose timber clings to my very soul.
The clickitty clack clack of the keys
ceremoniously translating the singing void
that these, my words project

I start again because, because these ashes burn!