April 8, 2010

There's A Wall Between My Mind and Your Mind

My fingers are stiff and still on home row
And all I can hear is my own breathing
I'm thinking of how to express my words
So that you can experience all that I'm feeling
So that you can understand all of me

I type then I press the delete button
All the black lettering swiped and disappear
Over and over again
I can take back whatever I didn't mean to say
But in your presence, I'm simply speechless.