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I feel I have a choice

I try to raise my voice

Expanding in my chest

Emptiness and loneliness

I open my mouth to words

That never come along

Heart beating with fear

Eyes containing my tears

Is my brain melting?

Slipping uninterestingly?

Or is the past that taught me

That is not safe to speak up?

A bird without its wings

Creativity in dismay

A home for somebody else

A stranger for myself

Time slips, things change

Forgotten in the depths

Behind the smile on my lips

A hurricaine contained

A touch, a caress, a kiss

My insides shake and squeeze

The words were never there

For as long as I can remember

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