if only my thoughts could write themselves.
if only words could dance out my heart and onto a page.
if only i were actually able to coherently express myself...in a timely manner.
arg.

a charge to gird up and press forward..
a conviction?...or perhaps just a possibility..
but burns in my heart and mind nonetheless..

and now..
but now..
unoffendable heart eh?
seek honesty and reconciliation eh?

pfft.

maybe tomorrow.

i just...i just..
i dunno..
but i do ...know..
but i don't wannaaaaa...

but i do..
maybe...
but.
UGH.

im actually sort of ridiculous.
...perhaps a little more than sort of..