It doesn’t Exist
I could write all day
I could write till my fingers bleed
I could speak the words
They still won’t Exist
It Exists to me
The ability to live
To seek and to speak
The words echo
Those words don’t Exist
The regard strengthens
In opposition that words Exist
The thing that shines true
Is that we are not robots
We think
We feel
We react
To what matters
It is important how we react
To the fact that words Exist
That words are more than words
Words Exist
What we say Matters
Ultimately what we do
With our words
To expose
To depose
The reality we live in


Drawing and poem by Ashley Houston.img_2729

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