My soul is writhing, my heart is crying,
Each beat screaming in agony;
Like a beautiful song so harshly silent,
Life stripped away so cruelly.
I feel my spirit broken, aching,
My essence so grossly violated;
Innocent mind brutally seized,
Torn away in hatred.
At every turn, I am ignored,
A voice unheard, an invisible soul;
No one can see the gravity of my pain,
No justice for my plight, unseen I will stay.
But I remain strong, despite all that has been done,
My soul resilient through my sorrow and despair;
Tho my music is mute, I'll one day be heard,
My spirit empowered, freed from its slumber.
©jamielong
J