The hardest part of writing

The thoughts that gnaw at my liver
Inconclusive but consistent emotions
Looking for the right words
That aptly captures
Like a camera
What I want but do not have
The most horrific part of it all
Is the fear of divulging myself
Dissecting, concealing, unveiling, reassessing
And finally rearranging back
In the order of no importance
My rib bones
Properly in my skull
In search of pieces of peace

Bose