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....