No Words (lyttlejoe) (4)
No Words
Too many stories in my head
Nothing finished to be read
Writing words that simply had no place to go
Keyboard idling on my table
Imagination stuck, unable
To tell the waiting characters, all that they should know
Some words just leave, won't hang around and wait
Idea ghosts all dissipate
Leaving what was once ambition, far behind
The empty hallways in my head
Each echo thoughts all left unsaid;
Just dust in the haunted mansion of my mind
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