At a loss of words!
I have been blessed with words,
They all say to me,
I feel like I am lucky,
Then I look back and see,
It’s not me, its them who are unlucky!
I am good with words,
Because I am one with me,
I can see for myself, what’s troubling me,
What’s happening in my brain
And what’s happening in my heart,
I know my feelings well,
That is my art!
Sometimes, though even I am overwhelmed,
Sometimes, I lose all sense
Sometimes I am in turmoil,
And at that moment my heart will toil.
To find the right words,
To make sense of my emotions
My brain will try to get into motion,
To make me understand at least a small portion,
Of what is happening around me!
So yes, it is no great surprise,
And it is ok for you to surmise,
That sometimes even I will fail,
The words that I know so well,
They just abandon me in a hell!
Made from my thoughts, my fears, my doubts!
Like my brain is covered by a shroud,
Those are the times, that I am at a loss,
The greatest for me, when all words are lost!