This is a poem I wrote a few days before New Year's, entitled "Words." Enjoy!
For daily prayer
I slowly kneel
Is someone there?
What should I feel?
Confused and lost,
Bent and beaten,
Always double-crossed
Tears to sweeten
Sweeten the glass
Broke 'round my feet --
Pictures of past
Gathered by me
Can I confide?
Must I reveal
Things I must hide?
Are these thoughts real?
My heart says so
And I can't doubt.
I think below
I am without
The words I need
They're lost among
My doubt and greed
To form a song
I cannot sing
For to speak
Means losing all things,
Letting damage wreak
With what is long done,
To touch the glass
And make it one,
Admit the past
Into my mind
Search for words
I'll never find
My sealed mouth burns
For want of freedom
To let it go
And build a kingdom
Is death
and woe
People would come
And see the glass
They won't welcome
A secret past
I cannot change
I've locked away
My true range
I've locked away
Thoughts and truth
I'm locked away
For all my youth
Until the day
I dare to tell
Secrets that cause
My tears to swell
And all that was
Will no longer be
And then at last
They'll see me.
Kirah
