of words and feelings and feelings for words

fingers are itchin to write to free oneself of emotions
ideas coming from all directions, concepts vague
and ambiguous at the same time
words come with definitions
abstract as they me be
forms...

sound of thunders brings shivers to the spine
bodies shaking in shock and fear
mind boggled in deciphering
which meanings matter more
which dont?
why...

memories come tumbling in of the forgotten past
those one wishes never happened
those one wishes never ended
of love, hope, pain, fear
betrayal and abandonement
misery...

bringing back thoughts into the present
what one wishes to undersand?
what one wishes to know?
and forget to
write...

words come in bulk, unformed, undefined
braindead to sort, too weak to grieve
one rests in silence, unaccomplished
body curling up in a corner
let them be, let there be unexpressed
sadness...