A silken spell cast upon me strong, I wished for more than to just belong, I feel the bliss, yet I’m still unsure, Not till now, I hadn’t found my cure. The rivers flood my tanned face, It’s taken years, the pain replaced, Irony is the sense of having this gift, What sense to cry and yet uplift? But, had I known all this while, I would have cried all my life, Trifle anger, and so much fear, The tears never leave when things come clear. In streams so saline, I’m washed away, I’ve seen them cry, so I cry today, I know the remedy to all the hate, I’m happier now though it’s too late. And I’ve seen you cry, hurt and ridden, Like a shadow beside, in your sorrow hidden, And I follow you there, to the land so torn, I’m a permanent resident, yet not alone. And just when I’m beginning to break free, The voices cage, harassing me, Tense with thoughts of what and why, I’m too scared to even cry. Images so blank flash past me rapidly, Like a chest unopened yet, I’m trapped with fury, My vision blurs, and my eyes turn red, My hastiest soul, I have now met. The voices are still there, mocking me loud, I know when I’m wrapped in this instigating shroud, And I feel hurt, yet I don’t cry, I know I can escape, but I don’t try. I could leave, and never return, Then be alone, fire up and burn, It took too long till it all went away, And now it’s returned harsher, for its play. Forged and forted into this trap, I could learn to love the things I lack, But the voices scream and the sound can kill, Then fire up and burn, I shall, I will.
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