Silenced

What makes us lose our voice

So much to share

Lost in the minds overgrown maze

Of old “stuff”

Something tells me not to speak.

If I dare, the voice they hear will not be my own.

And I’m reminded to stay quiet.

Locked up..

Numb.

Beyond thick layers of secrets and dread

I still see myself…

That piece of me that cannot be burdened by a world that weighs me down

She smiles, waving from a sunlit field

I used to know her,

I used to be her.

How do I get back there?

Back to her..

I cannot stay here

Stuck.

Silenced.

Slowly blending in

With this parched soil.

Cosmic Colour

Decorating all who stood in gloom

splashing through the pouring rain

on a particularly gray day

i couldnt help but notice

how the trees still wearing their

fancy fall colours

did not shy away

from the bold statememt

of their bright burning colour

They continued to light up the universe

in full cosmic colour

decorating all who stood in gloom