when all i need is to turn around, to make it last, to make it count

I consider myself a fairly intelligible person. I possess a decent vocabulary and a grasp of the English language, including it's grammar and nuances. I am capable of having shallow and deep conversations and am adept at manipulating the language I've spoken for twenty years.

Still, there are days (and nights) where the words simply fail me and I am struck by the inadequacy of words alone, words I used to believe so much in, to properly convey the breadth and depth of the half formed emotions and fragments of ideas in my mind that I dearly want to communicate- if only I could find the words.

Perhaps, however, it not the words, but the emotions and fragments that have not been resolved properly into concepts that can be expressed with the tools I have at hand. Is that a fault in the concept or in the way in which I wish I express it?

I need to sleep more.