Free of words

I've got words to write, but I don't know how. I have words to say, yet they won't come out - have thoughts that I think, that I think about - A world I don't know what I'd do without.

Letting go, letting free of words, of thoughts, of thinks.
Lost amongst the past once spoken; words born and meant for ink.

The compiling of words, of thinks, of thoughts . Capturing the detail, moments that won't be lost. Moving forth passed milestones crossed. And just for a moment, time can seem as it's stopped.

There are words to write, let them flow. There are words to say, let them be known.