I know every word,

and I know every line,

but the words are stuck,

trapped, never reaching daylight.

This doesn't make sense

they're so loud in my mind,

they want to get out,

they want to be found.

These words are like warriors

as they fight their way free,

I'm still shaking in fear

but words are pouring from me.

These words, they make sense,

 they are strong, and they're proud,

they demand the attention

of every person in the crowd.

So maybe these words,

that I've feared and held back,

are my brightest of stars

in the darkest of blacks.