Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
Then I scream
DON’T OVER THINK IT!
It’s just a dream
An empty thought that found its place
Refusing to let go of me
Ideas dying to be told, but I’m surrounded by deaf ears
So I scream
After all, no one will hear
The deafening silence within
(Poet’s often die unheard)