The Heart Rendered Silent
The heart was rendered silent
Buried and freshly cut
By the nuance of the moment
I was destroyed as the space closed shut
The pain of disarray
As my emotions I did disobey
Buried in the silence of indifference to myself
The pain, the pain of this mental closure
Gates were closed as the “saviour of the world” I tried to shoulder
Every ache and every need
Of those that were dealt life’s misdeeds
But where was I, where was I
In this painful mess
Here I am pained and bloodied by my own distress
Silent closure equals physical pain
As the body repels with disdain
Release me or I will foreclose on you
You have a choice to yourself
You have a choice to be true
Release your heart, release your pain
Allow yourself to exist on this earthly plain
Recognise yourself in this quagmire
It is not necessary to doom yourself to the flames of the funeral fire
Alive, alive, I am alive
My voice shouts out to my own ears
Who is this voice, who can it be
I truly thought I had buried she
She that resides within my heart
All I had to do was open my inner eye and allow fear to depart….
Copyright © Catherine Bull | Year Posted 2005
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