Stephanie Kwan

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Trying to find myself is daunting
I can’t help but to question my sanity
Trying to find what’s within me to come alive
Solicitude is my home, silence is my sanctuary, loneliness is my reward
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What was once full of might is now full of fright.
The notation of words that were once so sweet gone are the words that I wish to speak, gone is forever now full of fright.
How much sorrow can one endure how much sadness can one bare.
I pour my heart on paper for I fear to speak, the fear of words that may hurt for the fear of words that are weak.
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To lose you would be to wonder in solitude.
I have felt the warmth of your heart,
the joy of your smile,
the sweetness of your caress,
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A blank stare gazing into my eyes
what am I,
why am I here,
where I will never be again,
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I will not be silent
I will speak heavenly words of outrage, kindness, delight, jealously, aggravation
My words will be heard.
The words I express to you will linger in your thoughts
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