Finding My Way Back to Me
Clenching tighter on my voice
This fear of speech
My throat filled with nothing
Air stale as it stands in my lungs
So many years have I screamed inside that something was real
What has always been could never be say the voices that steal
This crime against the honest and true
Waiting to match your words to you
Having shared so many facets of life
So many years collecting dust now rife
Forever and a day it seems
Seen your face imagined places in my dreams
This is a love that’s bare for beholding
A forming fashion not to be foreboding
Heartache breaks me down each time I simply wish to stay
A moment more to make a minute turn to days
Not an embrace for only a laugh
A wish for memories between us all to craft
For all who hear me and all that see
I will do the things that find my way back to me