"Are you okay?"
- "Define okay."

As I go through this desert of pain
I want look back
I'll keep moving forward
Until this journey is over
I'm alone, fighting
Outside smile, defeat
Crying but not weak
Just touched by others deceit
Hoping love would reach out to me
Not really, I understand
People are lovers of themselves
They can care less about me
Lesson learned a long time ago
Hush, whispers I hear
Sounds like my mothers voice
So faint I can hardly hear
It'll be alright, daughter
Hold your head up
Walk on
It's sweet but bitter
The choices I must make
Staying here are leaving here
A struggle coming to the surface
Doubt and fears
Hate not love appears
Truth, come and rescue me
Set me free
Hold me near and don't let go
Feel me with the things I need most
Joy, peace, and a since of belonging
If I wait here long enough
I know it will come
Waiting, Waiting, Waiting
It's here
Came in on the wings of a song

I wonder if my thoughts are blocked from over thinking.
Maybe my urge to write is scarcely needed,
If I stopped writing would anyone notice?
Shall I jot my thoughts in a journal safely hiding my moments?
Self expression through words means no expression at all,
When the words no longer flow and keen fingertips lock.

A Reader lives
A thousand lives
Before he dies.
The man who
Never reads
Lives only one.