Sing to Me Hope
"The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them - words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than the living size then they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear." - Stephen King, Different Season

i wouldnt call myself a poet

itsjust-insanity:

but i love the fuck out of words
we can say we are intimate
but not exclusive
but is it ever?
am i ever?
does it ever really matter?
no one holds it dear like i do
clear
and true like the shit I am
shit
even flies like it
even i try it
even i buy it
and sell it out
and dance it out
trance it about
and i love you is all i can say
all i ever could