Out of Words

It seems I've run out of words,

Of feelings and sayings that make me tick,

I wonder if there's an end to writing,

That being a human can cause this streak,

I want to keep writing to gather my thoughts,

I seek to understand what I think about,

The venting and happiness that comes to me,

I know it is more than I can imagine,

So I'll stick to this writing even though it fades,

I'm happier to be half than not to be.