Designation.

Friday, January 20, 2012

No one can take them away from me.
They are my very own.
They are me.
They are creation.
Sometimes they fall down my face.
Other times are written upon my fair skin.
But they are there.
They are always there.
Ready to be spoken.
Ready to be known.
I do what I want with them.
The millions of letters that jumble together in my mind..
I choose which ones to use and which ones to keep for my own selfish knowledge.
But I use them.
As much as I can.
Because they mean something.
They define.
And when I am no longer here, they will be.
Making a mark.
Causing me to be remembered and thought of.
They won't change even when I will.
They are my words.
Spoken, thought, shared.