The Hidden Part of Me

The power words hold, only some will understand.

I write quickly
I write without thinking
I write with no senses
Just feeling

Not feeling I understand
Just what I feel
What I know
But can't understand

What I write
Isn't me
But it is
It's the things I can't dwell on
The thoughts that only last a second

I don't think
I feel
I feel my writing
The words on the page
The deepest part of me
The part of me I don't show
The quiet hidden part
The part that I don't let be known

So if you see it
In these brief seconds
Be grateful
For you have seen more of me then
Then you could ever comprehend

My writing is the key
What people don't see
The final part of me.

Only when I start thinking of what I am writing
Does it become something else
I let my emotions control in these brief moments
It's then what is chosen to be done with them
That makes all the difference.

Think, Write, Dream On!