today is the day that i stop it is the day that i listen listen listen to the beat of my own heart the bits of Morse code it uses to communicate with me -. .. . - .... . .-. / --- ..-. / - .... . -- / .- .-. . / .-. .. --. .... - today is the day that i say goodbye it is the day i let go go go of rock gods, drum beats, & coded conversations today is the day that i breathe it is the day that i exhale exhale exhale all the things i wish i´d said in the moment the ones that lingered on my lips only to be sw all ow ed today is the day i write is the day i type type type the stories that bubble to the surface when no one is around allthewordsthatruntogetherinmymind
Sometimes I make sense. Sometimes I make you think. Sometimes I just need to write.