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When My Words are Few

When My Words are Few

Sitting Back with my Red Solo cup in my hand,

Listening to Lady Day singing the Blues, I realize that I'm lost. My feelings and emotions are trapped inside of me.

I need release and relief, but I can't seem to get anyone to understand how I feel.

My words are few.

My Baby walks in and kisses me. I respond back, but I still zone out into the zone of comfort and heightened thoughts.

Naw, I ain't mad, just calm when my words are few.

Naw, I'm not suicidal.
My Words are few.

I don't want to hear a word about I need to do this or do that. I don't want to hear about a Messiah to come and rescue me. He's already done that and I know what the deal is.

Things that I'm dealing with try to unravel me, but this is what happens when my words are few.

Just leave a message and I'll get back to you, but right now, my words are few.