dusting

it seems as if i never come here anymore

not because it's gone

it's all still here

still dancing

between all the glittering words

in my head

and in my heart

i just seem to stop short

of expressing it out loud lately

~

there's a world out there

and i really hate missing out

on just one damned minute of it

~

i'll never be an easy heart to navigate

and i'll never have nothing to express
 or create
or vent about

~

i am still haunted by certain hues

but it will NEVER stop me

from continuing to color my world