Some words

CATEGORY

life

the words are burning at my fingertips
waiting to be expressed
waiting to be written
to be read to be seen
to be felt
to be related
compared
so i can know
i'm not the only individual who feels the way i do
sometimes late at night
when everything is still not right
grateful for where i am
but still not satisfied
this internal feeling not settling.
the emotions that are spinning
i know i'm not alone
in these sentiments
but still
the feeling
is very cold.
the end.