Paper and Pen

Its a resurgence, a reoccurence

A never ending dream, it seems

I found the start but can't find the end

I can tell you the where and why but I'm still so lost for the when

I've got the answers to so many questions but the one that means the most

My mind plays the disturbed host to the thoughts I can't control

Its like there is a hole these haunting feelings come in through

I wish I knew how to put up a wall, stall their progress, stop my fall

The only way to know its getting darker is to gage it against the past

So fast to find a glimpse of light, I want so bad to find a way to win the fight

With paper and pen I get my release

I settle my mind in an attempt to get a little peace

And here I am back at the start

Still searching for answers, still looking for heart

Reviews

[Sparrow]

So poignant. I've been there before. Writing is such a great release...if you can find the words.