These dreams, thoughts, and ideas
storm, surround, and overwhelm me.
Calling out to me
"Why do you hesitate to put us on the page?"
My answer; a lion's roar seems only a whisper in my mind.
"I am afraid of the consequences reality will bring!"
"Blocks; the walls that separate you from me."
Still they continue their pleading.
"Release us, write us, bring us to life!"
I push them back as far as I can.
The deep recesses of my mind I naively believe will hold.
They leak out like this very ink.
Crawling right through my teeth as I lash out in speech and song..
Relieved, they reach towards the ears of the audience.
The cycle begins again...