Sometime feeling like all has already been said,
A craving for more to exist stays floating in my head,
Looking for the words to speak,
Blank statements leaving me,
People ask how do you feel,
I feel like they a teasing me,
Because there is so much more,
But the emotion hasn’t yet strike,
I been pushing forward,
But my grip isn’t mighty tight,
My words and expressions paused,
More like a writers block,
Awaiting the day,
For my soul voice to be unlocked,
Silently counting the days.
Jixi Fox 🦊