Gentle , warming sweet solace expressions of your heart in speech. For so long it was the silent air , the only antidote. Hidden was the remedy of voice. Touch thought to be the only solution, a heart can fool the soul it misleads a soul can break free, and live. Only then. Only now. In despair, life is here, the breath of voice, the tone of loss. Emotion can't fake, emotion can break Where is the comfort? Hold my hand. I desire a vocal dance.
omg.. i love this poem.. my heart felt heavy as i read it.. i absorb others' pain for some reason.. :(
ReplyDelete"I'm hurting underneath this shell-
It's hollow,"
aine, this is such a painfully beautiful line.. i can't find the right words to describe it but it's one of the best poems i have ever read.. man! you're a genius.
-mena