Hushed

Mon, 09/21/2015 - 19:08 -- tfitch

I am

Hushed.

I do not speak 

Out.

I try to stay quiet.

Hidden. 

I am passionate about

So many things.

But I am

Hushed.

I fear that if I speak 

Up

A lion will

Leap from my mouth

And I will not be able

To tame it. 

So I remain

Hushed.

But one day

The lion will

Overcome me.

And I will no longer be

Hushed. 

I will roar

At the injustices.

And it will be glorious. 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

chiamakauamadi

Love this!! 

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