I sit at my computer
staring at the screen.
I am trying to type
but the words roll away.
My mind, it is shuddering.
My lips, they are trembling.
My heart, it is bursting
with all the hopes
and fears
and dreams
wrapped up inside of me.
My fingers move,
words are born,
and the dam inside my mind
has exploded
with the the pressure of release.
Letters form words
and words form songs.
What are you afraid of?
Sing on.