In the dark hours I remember
how no one could hear me scream.
Where I would reach out with my heart
as I prayed to my regime.
But hope was lost,
like the light in my eyes,
as I was chattered until I lost my dream.
In this moment,
where nothing is black and white,
I try not to drown in my own bloodstream.
for whomever could hear my words,
I ask nothing more than to be heard.
For I am forsaken to know that
all that I love had to be blurred.
As I waltz again for a new morrow
I arise, close my eyes and hear my songbird.
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