The echo of a hollow space strained against my head An empty cry of deception and pain inside my mind
Of words not said Of tears not cried
My fears ****** inside my broken heart Strong winds eroded my will with no mercy
There was no clear path There was no way out
But when all seemed lost when all the roads had closed and my eyes could no longer cry I heard a sound in the distance
Like thunder
It mended a bleeding soul healed a broken heart awoke a dormant warrior
The tender noise this gracious voice told me I am me
- Written by CZ Edited and Revised by Aleksander Mielnikow (Alek the Poet)
This is a poem that a friend of mine wrote and asked me to edit. I thought it would be less work for me this week, which would’ve been great since it’s my birthweek (my 25th on May 25th). Nope, it was just as much work. Maybe even more because crafting someone else’s work is not the same as doing your own. But they loved the finished version so much they asked me to share it with their name under a pseudonym. So, here you go!