There are things
I want to say
My voice betrays

I’d rather
Lie forever
Than hear
My voice quiver

I’d rather
Hide inside
Than break
My own heart

So you will never know
The things I want to say

And I will be safe...

And alone.

i never finish
i only begin
feelings turn to ink
i let it sink in

i hope the words
will find their way
and lead me to the end

but whether hand or heart
i tire out
and begin again

Connected.
Connected to everyone else.
If only I would follow myself
Then maybe...
  
     maybe I would want what I already have.