Drafts

I write the words, But hold them tight. They never see The screen tonight. My thoughts are locked Where no one sees. A quiet voice Belongs to me. Drafts remain the truth I Hide. Drafts remain still locked Inside. Drafts remain, no one will Know. Drafts remain, I can't let go. I start again, But stop halfway. The lines I need Just drift away. A thousand notes That stay unread. They echo loud Inside my head. Drafts remain the truth I Hide. Drafts remain still locked Inside. Drafts remain, no one will Know. Drafts remain, I can't let go.