Redefined Poem by Forever Underestimated

Words echoing through my skull
As stories unfold.
Voices of one thousand origins,
But who ARE the origins?
Even I don't know.
The evening unfolds
And brings new light.
But to me, the light is not brought
By the stars
Or the moon.
It is brought
By the tales of joy and sorrow
That fill my brain
Every second of the day.
I strain to write them down,
Record them in any way,
But they're stuck in my mind.
Invisible and blind.
I don't know why,
But they are.
Redefines.