Poezja

My thoughts
sacred
they are my own
My dreams
in Pandora’s Box
they are locked tightly
My secrets
they are hidden
never seeing the light of day
My body
it holds much
my essence
My soul
it is free
it is forever
My will
as hard as diamonds
an unbreakable shield
As much as I despise it so
things will change
I am unable to keep what is mine
My thoughts
shared
stolen
My dreams
set free
never found
My secrets
told
never kept
My body
bruised
broken
My soul
disappears
no more
My will
the precious stone breaks
the shield shatters
I am left with nothing more
Even the smallest object is not kept
We are run over by unfair judgment
We are slapped by words and lies
Not one is truthful
All we do is hide
Each wears a false mask,
behind it is fear
Fear of change
Fear of trust
Fear of love
Fear of lust
But these fears can be broken
It takes only one
One voice
One's choice
One's power
One's share
only one has to care
It will grow
Overflow
from tens
to hundreds
to thousands
the mask will be torn
never again worn
We will be free
Hopes on the scene
So is pride and joy
Now we will yell and shout
"We are free!"
Free from the chains of regret
Free from the binding of guilt
No more drowning in what-ifs
No more choking on might or maybes
"We are free!"
We fought back
"We are free!"
We had the strength
But really I'm only talking
That voice had not been heard
We are not really free
And why?
Because pleas fall on deaf ears
For now we only wait
That mask is still in place
One day that voice will come
And with it
Those precious jewels we have lost
Oh how nice it will be to be free
to be free
to be free!