Listen

searchin4Soul

Take a breath,
In
And out
Close your eyes and listen 

Those little sounds 
from made up grounds
Are trying to tell you this
Theres a sound you hear 
you hold so dear
Whos hurt you cannot miss 

Their eyes dull over, wrinkles appear
Not quite overcome with fear
Yet deep within her tainted soul
She begs for you to hear. 

The screams of her mind
Ti those unknown
For identity she seeks
Not so bold now 
All alone
Nothing but memories she keeps. 

Bit by bit, the pieces fit 
But the shape so unfamiliar
Is this me, it cannot be 
For the passion hasn't hit. 

I little tug here, slight push there
So much more molding to do
No matter the power,
Ive sunken way lower
Now unreachable to you. 

Throw me a rope 
Give me hope
That times like these will shift 
For I am sure
There's so much more 
To life, 
Than this 

The years have passed.
Yet im still so far away.
To finding the real me
What id give to speak out loud
How I yern to just be free

One day

  • Author: searchin4Soul (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 4th, 2021 04:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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