I have always had a voice
I could always speak truth
Til someone stuck cotton in my mouth
When I was brand new
I learned to speak words
That no ear would hear
I learned to be tolerated
At home in fear
My table was filled with...
Food for thought
I could eat like a pig
On sustenance my innocence bought
Tears poured out of hollow eyes
Blood gushed from a heart of stone
Rage took me on a journey
Where I could never be alone
.....I didn't ask for your company
.................leave me
..........................................ALONE!!!
I know he wanted me to feel guilty
As I dined with my friends
Stupid blue robe...
Gray scale is the final trend
I'm done! I'm tired!
Love doesn't work....fear sits at my table
With bibs, waiting to feed
Tell me, my love,
Shall I open a window
And feel a need
What good is it to have a voice
When not one person will rejoice
Over WHAT your life wants to say????
You will not convince me
That when I'm gone
Fear will act a different way
Why is fear the invited guest
And LOVE is moved to suit the crowd
This is MY wedding
Yet it's obvious....I've been left out
LOVE doesn't have a seat.....
Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-10-2018
Note: If I were given to feelings, I would have never began the journey ;)
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