Unsaid

So often, as I sit to write
my words get jumbled
my thoughts take flight


I think in prose, in 4/4 time
amusing thoughts
come out as rhymes


It matters not, what others think
for what I write
keeps me in sync


It takes the thoughts, out of my head
it gives me peace
Leaves things unsaid

For I am one, and I am whole
I share my life
I play my role

When I keep my words, close to my chest
the waves subside
they like me best

A battle within, the fight is strong
not truth or lies
just getting along.
BjM 6/16/10