Words

Words

Words are awesome.

They are my freedom, kind of like a superpower.

My words can be sad. They can bring you tears

 that

roll

down

 your

cheeks

 with

sorrow.

My words can be scary.

They can creep up behind you like a ghost…….then SCREAM!!!! and make you RUN as fast as you can.

My words can be angry. They can SHOUT! and fight and YELL! and kick until you can’t stand them anymore.

My words can be sweet.

They can gently caress you, as you close your eyes and dream

laying by the beach in a hammock, listening to the waves drift by.

My words can speak a thousand languages and have a million meanings.