Nerves

There is something I need to say,
as I look out towards the bay.
I don’t know what it is
but it lives
in the core of my body.
From the soul to the shaky tips
of my fingers.

How do I put this feeling into words,
without an innuendo of a
lorde.

An urge to communicate in my
fullest capacity,
has my nerves throbbing at the greatest
velocity.

Desire to understand
the human mind,
the color blind.

Only on meds,
does this mind quiet.