words

A lot of thought and feelings need to come out, I fill these white pages with words... cause its all I have left... words... I dont even know if they mean anything to anybody...except for me... I tried to show, I tried to be, but nothing worked.. so the only thing is me and the words... the words getting drained from my fingertips.
There is so much I would want to tell, I get hindered when Im left to use only words... I believe, if you are able to explain whats inside of you, then your soul holds only a small small world.
My universe is so great, and no one will ever know, but me.. I wanted so long to share it, to show... but slowly I close it up, knowing its always just going to be me, only me...
I will use words, continue to do so.... when nothing else works, they are my church, my comfort, my way to not go insane.