I have a problem; I have had it for quite some time. I have a desire to speak to others about something but that is not my problem. I have something to say, but I am not sure others want to hear it; that is my problem. I have two questions: how will I know others will hear me, and, how do I know they will listen. I believe asking for permission to speak is contrary to my constitutional right to speak freely. However, asking to be heard is contrary to what I believe. For if others do not believe as I, they will hear, if I am loud enough, but will not listen. I only listen to myself when I am alone. But it is when I am alone that my desire to be heard is overwhelms me. The words shout inside my mind. My inner voice is loud and yet, it is only when I am quiet that I hear. When I write what I hear in my mind⦠ah now I have something worth listening to. At least I think so. Why else would I write? I have written many words. At times they have been merely strung together; fluid as water without a direct course or meaning and unread by others. At times I have attempted to make them concise, with a clear and significant barney, and available to all. I have more often succeeded at the prior while failing successfully at the latter. I wonder at my successes, my failures. The words I hear when placed on paper sometimes, yes even to me, sound different. I wonder then, when read by others, how do they sound. And when I am alone and listening; writing, reading, changing the sound, the words⦠I struggle for meaning. Not just for the words, but why I listen. Why I write. I search for my truth and do battle with thoughts of pain; for they cause me to become depressed and still my hand. But it is in the darkness of those moments that I must write, if only to relieve the anguish. The battle reveals my weakness and the words are, sometmes, deceptive. I would be lying to you if I wrote I have never lied to myself. Before me is the path I follow Behind me words now hollow Perhaps best left unspoken My spirit remains unbroken As silent I remain Writen words I shall retain