Words overflow when you’ve been running away from them for too long.
When you’ve avoided listening, speaking, and writing them down.
Words overflow when they finally have nowhere to go.
Now, it is time for them to seep out.
Words overflow when they have done what they were always meant to do.
Churn, chisel and cherry over your memories, emotions and thoughts.
Words overflow when they are aching to poke, prod, pinch, punch and provoke you.
They are now meant to spill out of your brain through your hand or mouth.
Unfiltered, unafraid, unhinged.
Edited, measured or sensored, no more!
Words overflow when you’re done with the toying, shredding and sorting.
You have to lay them out like pieces of a jumbled puzzle.
Out in the open for your eyes only.
So you can finally string them together.
Draw a pattern.
Find meaning.
Words overflow when you’re done with being lazy, tired, and sleepy.
They, the words, are ready to take up room for themselves.
No more waiting for you to make time for them.
They claim what is rightfully theirs - you, your attention, your soul.
Words overflow when they are done sleeping under the blanket.
Of staying folded in the drawer.
Or hanging behind in the closet.
Or hidden in a bag.
They won’t be forgotten now.
Words overflow in other ways, too.
Through the crevices of your body.
Through the tears that soak the pillow at night.
The shivers you feel when you’re alone.
The clench in your groin.
That twist in your stomach.
The twang in your heart.
The trickle down your neck.
The knot in your throat.
The shedding of your hair.
The chipping of the nail.
The cracking of the heels.
An unknown bruise on your hand.
Words overflow in mysterious ways because they don’t want to hurt you.
They want you to notice, understand and accept them.
Words overflow calmly, silently and gently.
They can be angry, violent and rageful too.
Words overflow like the magic of the cherry blossom tree.
Or erupt like the dormant volcano.
Words overflow when they are ready to nurture and nourish, destroy and damage.
They can now burn or build.
Hurt or heal.
Words overflow when they no longer care what they mean to others.
For they know, they are only for you.
