Waiting Quietly
I sit still and quiet
Watching every breath
My thoughts are flowing streams
Only glancing rays of light
I feel the lurking presence
A darkness from within
And hold myself carefully
To keep from being seen
For if I think to hard
Or make any type of sound
This darkness will encompass me
And to it I will be lost
But my will is a solid thing
And beauty's never lost to me
My laughter is a sharpened sword
And stubbornness my shield
I build my walls with every breath
And hold myself so quietly
Waiting for whichever comes
Be it fight or bloodless victory
So I sit still and quiet
Watching every breath
And wait for the darkness to recede
So I can find myself.
Copyright © Angelica Atkinson | Year Posted 2007
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