Waiting for the Words

Sometimes the emotions are all over the place and the words to describe them don’t come as easy. Like a Roget’s Thesaurus, I flip through the pages of my mind trying to find the right thing to say, find the perfect word to use.

But my futile attempts produce nothing. No words, no sound, no meaning, no expression.

And I’m left here trying to get a handle on how I feel.

So I sit here, with a pen in my hand staring at blank, empty pages of a journal, waiting for my soul to be poured out onto them, waiting for at least one word to be smeared across a page…




But nothing comes out, nothing comes to mind or maybe it’s that so many things come to mind that I can’t think clearly. The words dance in my head like letter tiles in a Scrabble game, waiting for me to create a word out of the tiles I’ve been dealt.

X – Q – R – S – E – T – Z

What can I make of this? Where do I begin with this?

So I sit here…





~McKinzie Manor~


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