I’ve been meaning to write something but I can’t.
I’ve been meaning to tell but I had to wait.
I’ve been thinking though I need to be empty.
I’ve been thinking of ways but I’m at a dead end.
I’m here but nowhere, in here but somewhere.
Almost near but time pass without telling.
Take a deep breath, close your eyes.
I need to find my north, my true north.
For where I will go, there I will sow.
A half ended thought.