no more to say

What do people write when they don’t feel anything at all. Dose anyone really know anyone just by reading what they write…
We all talk of the our days through words that make your heart pound and feel something that you thought no one could describe. Words are addictive like drugs we all stay up on… or just to live… to just feel sleep. But then we just start to write at all odd times of the hr. Writing words .. finding words to describe our heads that spin us all to connect.

But who are you? Who am I .. riddles can not be out lives forever, hoping that someone will understand like magic.. fairy dust to connect and then rescued from the tower.
Such dreams I will never destroy…..

But there comes a time when riddles become the headache. Writing in words … leaving you speechless, not to hear someones voice, escape with phones,not to look them in the eye. To just be able to touch , to climb into their skin and sleep in their breath. To leave, live and love the truth, to feel all that fills to add that bounce to your step. But you have to leave your things behind, and let go. You have to stop with the words that your world create. Write the truth, who you are. Who cares to know who I am, I write more for myself, to write to see the truth. What I hide, behind riddles in my mind.