My words are

Melody to the brokenness of my being
Tales of the damaged spirit,
A masquerade to the brokenness of my mortality
An escape from my nightmares, sometimes I live my nightmares through the words I utter to the world
Infant footprints to redemption
Hallway to my thoughts
The splinters of my dreams, a fragment of my reality
A voice to the lifeless parts of my soul I lost in the fires of change
Pieces of my suffering as I attempt to mend my own heart, to become my own saviour
A mother to all the demons that have become residents to my soul
Abstract ideas of my prospect
The only testimony that I breathe
My words are my mediocre endeavour at poetry

© GayKindaLove 2012-10-19