Choking on words
Banging the doors of my
soul
Seeking release
Set us free they scream
To slumber I serenade them
Knowing the ramifications
of their liberty
I turn deaf to their pleas
Scratching the pits of my
soul
I bleed, covered in the blood
of my words
Words I thought I buried
Words I put to sleep
They are here
The ghosts of my sins
Greed personified
They are here
For their owner they ask
Hush! The world will not
care I try to convince them
Adamant to find release
To rebirth they protest
Until she entered my space
In fear yet under
compulsion
I set them free
Telling her I love her
I dream of her at night
Stuttering, she is the
woman of my dreams
I tell her