Sometimes,
Too much truth
Wants to come out,
All at the same time.
And that is when I find
My typing fingers twisted,
And the keyboard’s tongue tied.
But, maybe all I need is just a start.
A simple; “Hey! Hi! I’m still here!
I haven’t lost my heart, I’m still in the
Game. I still have my spark.”
I’m just like a Weeble
That wobbles but
Never falls
Down.
No,
Do not write
That torrential deluge
Of thoughts and words
That swirl about
In your head.
Instead,
make
your
words
like
a
gentle
and
unexpected
rain,
on
a
hot
summers
night.
Let
them
t
R
i
C
k
L
e
D
o
W
n.
To cool and refresh your own heart first.
Then, make your brand new start
All over again.
Wednesday’s Wonderful World of Wobbly Weebles
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