The Room
my heart beats with the thunder
I fall away this afternoon
my betrayal permeates my mind
I think of leaving soon
A year has passed
I've gone my way
with strange freedom
I feel forever and a day
my words are much more telling now
but I speak none but few
I'm trying to miss the constriction
but I'm seeing things anew
with great calm I find my place
writing my words
without my old grace.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
Our world