My words;

My words,

they are stuck within my mind
and my heart.

I try to get it out.
I try to pen it down
but it doesn't feel right.
It doesn't seem to fit anywhere.

So many words
in my thoughts,
yearning to be heard.

My words,
it makes me wonder.
Will I ever make it fit
and 
will it have any meaning?

My words,
even though cluttered,
it gives me life,
it gives me hope,
it gives me room to breath
and it brings me serenity.
The kind of serenity
I can only find
in the beauty of words.

My words,
My story,
the very part of me
which makes me whole.

- HANA