It's the Music

It's the music that prompts the words
that refuse to be held at bay
escaping as they fight for freedom

Overwhelming the thought process
insisting on being heard
Above all else - I find they really loud.

Like waves upon a ocean waters
one after another without fail
and the words have a mind of their own
They own them

they refuse to be silenced
they refuse to be put away
for a better time - making me wonder
if there's ever a better time.

So I let them come out to play
tumbling quickly upon me
I try to get them all down before I
lose them, but they're often in a great hurry
and I have lost a few along the way.

and afterwards I just check it out
and sigh....!!!!