Slave

Change my mind, my heart, my soul

I wonder if I am broken

Challenge my thoughts, my spirit, my pride

I still have not yet spoken

Take my hand and pull me near

But be aware that I might fear

The closeness that comes with touching.

 

Tell me your secrets, tell me your lies

your deepest thoughts are nothing in size

to what I feel

to what I dream

to why and what 

and when I leave

this world behind and move along

I may be mistaken,

But I'm not wrong

 

These words are my attempt to change

a person who was once a slave

to who she did not know

A story told, a story lost

a compromise of pen and thoughts

I cannot even begin to show

of who is what and what I know

Trying gets me closer, true

But emotions still get caught

deep inside they smelter

my dying ember of a heart.

 

Now hope is gone

but yet it's found

It reawakens with the sound

of life beating my mind awake....

lifememelight verse

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