Shall I Speak At All
Should I now speak in the hopes
that you’ll truly hear me?
Carefully preparing each and every word,
that leaves my lips though born of the heart
Did I hear you when you said
what it was you were trying to say?
Like raindrops your words they fall around me,
washing away my soul’s very existence
Crushing my thoughts, my dreams even my ideas
never to see the light of day but to be lost in solitude’s darkness
What is a word, without meaning or symbolism
and what is meaning without feeling and understanding?
Should I speak the truth in hopes to be set ...