A Whisper

I still hear the sound of truth whispering clear. Every part inside of me says not to remain here. So I will take another step far away. I'm moving closer to the edge of day. I have been falling to far out of line. But this contempt shall no longer be mine. I will shroud my face in ever lasting breath . For at any moment I could meet the bringer of death. There can't be freedom in the flags of fear. It's time for me to recognize what isn't clear. And so I will hold my head up for lasting grace. As fleeting moments leave without a trace. It's time for me to understand what's inside. When I do I shall never again let it hide. I'm still walking forward to the edge. I gaze beyond a tangled, endless ledge. I open up my arms to reach the sky. Releasing all I knew that became a lie. And now I stand before my fate. I let go the last whispers of my hate. Finally I let my soul return to what is free. It's time to let the world know what I have come to be .