something insider me is trying to get out words are brewing so i jot them down words of love or what my eyes see even things that flash past me the sky above blue as the sea rain bouncing of pavements intrest me even looking around at the trees admireing their shapes as branches paint pictures of grainy landscapes in the distants the sun shows the way shimmering water looks like mirrors of waves mornings dew show footsteps of pain beneath the icy grass where loved ones lay wind bitting with so much intense another layer as a way of defence something insider me is getting out,

how well I know that feeling, woznotwoz... something inside me trying to get out... nice write...