Here

I’m here, but seem unseen

As though standing in another room

Lost in my own whirling thoughts

Anticipating some dark doom

Worrying about what I can’t stop

Fearing senseless rejection

Never stepping out of my self

Not knowing the right direction

I tell myself to open up

To take that leap and action

But still I stand so motionless

Just seeking more distraction

I wonder when I lost my voice

And turned instead to silence

And can I get it back again

Or is it lost to violence

I steel myself and take one step

Shuffle forward with one more

Each step granting sweet relief

As I come closer to that door

It opens with such gentle swing

A creak like songs that angels sing