Hello everyone. Sorry I haven't kept in touch lately. Needed some rest I spose. Will be around a lot more often now though.

Silent drifter, I can feel you there
At the heart of me, the thing I used
To be not so very long ago when

My world was much smaller and
Bordered on all sides by secret
Walls I never knew existed, but

Still I cowered in those shadows like
A hunted animal, a haunted shell and
There was graffiti there to mock what

I strived to become, words etched so
Deep that I thought they could never
Fade, words like Fear, Remorse, Guilt

And Sorrow, words that I created for
Myself over so many long, endless
Days I could not hope to count them

All…I could not hope…no…could not
Begin to understand just who I really
Wanted to be, as I had lost sight of

Who I was, there, as I lay drifting, there
Beneath a silent scream that lingered
Always behind a solemn face that felt

Ugly to wear, much too ugly for the likes
Of others to see, gaze turned down if
Someone looked my way, like a soiled

Garment tossed aside, never to be seen
Again, I felt this way, yes I felt this way
Even though I was loved…even though.

Silent drifter, I have changed somehow
But I am glad you are there to remind me
Of what I left behind, and I do not miss

That eternal scream because when the nights
Are long I lay awake, breathing softly as I
Listen, those walls still standing but not

Half as tall as I once thought, I listen from
My inkwell world, my heart dancing with
Moonlight as it drapes across my chest and

Upper arms, borrowed light from a silent
Vacuum, a phenomenon I understand so well
And so I strain my ears…but try not to embrace

That distant scream…


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“Silent Drifter”