Empty Canvas
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How could I even begin
How long must be my silence
So much to say that I can't say a thing
It all seems never ending
Paralyzed in awe, ever expanding
Just trying to wrap my head around
Just trying to get a grip on
All I can do just to hold on
And let go
It is an unrelenting flow
And I don't know where it goes
Where it goes I just don't know
One plus one and back at zero
Life it seems just overflows
Hard to believe it will ever make sense
Must I drown in the sea of questions?
Will I always be my own prison?
Will I always see an empty canvas?