…unspoken moments

Oct 7

Written By kim brown

…blinds closed-

but i can see the sun begging to enter-

to pull me outside and free me-

as i do believe in the freedom of its rays-

blinds closed-

and these are the unspoken moments,

when the soul is at war for the following seconds-

and the rose bush outside, is still the glorious rose bush outside-

as nothing ceases nor changes, as you cry the cry of an unknown tongue-

blinds closed-

i see you sun-

trying to pull me outside to free me-

but i feel so shackled-

and im afraid the monsters will catch me this time-

but who will understand the fight that I fought if i lose?

who will understand that I desperately wanted to be ok?

blinds closed-

but i will open them-

maybe the rays will medicate me-

maybe they will set fire to the thoughts that torture me-

maybe God will see me-

here i am lord- here i am-

blinds fully raised-

save me-

save them-

save us.

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