I became busily scared

I have not written my thoughts.
I used to carry with myself a phone,
And though, I still carry with myself a phone,
I have not written my thoughts.

I became busily scared
to type then share
what goes on inside this head.

I used to type what came through me
With no worries, with no stress,
I only typed as my mind became blank
Then images popped and formed just like that
They appeared before my eyes
Then my heart became a brain
And the brain became my heart
My fingers suddenly listened to my soul
And I found myself typing words,
The connection of the soul, heart, and mind
Something I cannot explain
But I was typing what I felt
When my mind became blank
As my heart became the brain
And as my brain became the heart
That pumped the words from my soul
to be written by my fingers
Onto my phone

And that's just what I used to write
Then I became busily scared

Sept 8, 2015