It Can’t Be Put Into Words

I wish to write

With profound language

But all I get is a

Second grade scribble.

Why can’t my thoughts

Form into smart words?

So many ideas of complexity

And possibly brilliance

That are trapped inside me.

Like a mute that wishes to speak.

A deaf to hear, the lame to walk.

It simply cannot happen,

And oh how it hurts!

Listen to what I’ve figured out!

But none of it makes sense to them.

Maybe one day someone shall…

Understand?

Yes.

Until then, I can only keep trying,

Though I’ll most likely fail,

To convey my thoughts and

Revelations in such a way to

Show intelligence and wonder.

I pray that the day shall soon come.

~TheHoudinian