When you are lost and alone
And your words seem locked in your head
When you have so much to say
But life has painted you in a corner
When the only way you know how to deal
Is put your words on paper
And a little “birdie” whispers in your ear
Medium is where you need to be
When the first piece you read is by one Tamyka Bell
And you immediately realize it is safe here, you are home
Freedom to breathe and to be
And though I have never met you, thank you for your words, for the inspiration.
Thank you for writing and thank you for the inspiration
