On Silence

The power of silence

Confronting many with their burdens

Today the wick glimmers

Telling of strain and uncertainty

But hope should not leave you

You, forlorn fellow

Beauty in the dark

Break Free

Behind closed doors

I embrace the darkness

Reclaiming my wings, so I can soar

Home in a hell, I fight the madness

My secret to how I escape it all.

 

Rubbishing thoughts of pills and knives,

I paint out the dark, in hope’s hues

Suddenly my prison, unwalled, I arise

The voices, they quieten down bemused

Pain and hurt, I have fought in disguise.

 

The panic and fear, I control

Seeking the blank space in scribbled chaos

Ignoring shortcuts lest I lose my soul.

I patiently await when this will pay off,

Soon I will be out of the rabbit hole

 

Happy yourself, lost one, it shall be well

Break free, you can, from this imaginary cell

Close your eyes, Stand up to shadows

Fight out the lies, soon you’ll gracefully tread meadows

 

I shut my eyes, and find my space,

Where all I fear, I face with might!

I rise like an eagle, victorious from the haze

Breaking free, soaring up high as a kite.