Dreams & Delusions…

Involuntary Repression

Sometimes,
When I attempt to record my thoughts
The tinkling, jingling noise of words
Fades out to a dull thud.

Sometimes,
When I reach for the words
The shapes all run and bleed
Down the blank page in my mind.

Sometimes,
When I try to speak
The sounds get caught in my throat,
Unexpressed issues, repressed by tissue.

~Antanya

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2 responses

  1. Yep!!

    May 5, 2015 at 7:38 am

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