sheryl joy ola?o
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It's as if...
The beautiful words
Have been stripped from my mind
I can't call them back
Have they fled me?
For the burning passion in my heart
has dried up
I can no longer summon
The worlds that used to be
So alive in my memory...
They used to feel like broken bits
From a past life I once was in
Now all I see
Is a blank sheet of paper
Being filled with clumsy,
frustrated writing
A scrawl crying out for help
For I have lost my voice
It seems my heart has ceased believing
In beautiful dreams
Now all I see
Are visions of fear.
I am now a flickering flame
Struggling in the wind
And something inside me
Is crying, begging to be free
But I could not grant its longing
For my writing has lost meaning
My heart is no longer touched by it
And my mind is detached from it
I can hear it, but I can't
Understand it
As it can no longer speak when...
The words have left me
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