wrap me up in silk
lay a book of poems across my chest
not my own though
no one is in need of knowing
what was in my head
in fact
i think everyone will sleep better
knowing that i was happy
all those words
words that spewed out in floods of
anger and sadness
are better left hidden
in the now quiet, unmoving
recesses of the mind
of a girl
who never knew if she was getting it right
never knew if anyone would read and understand
but now that her mind is quiet and unmoving
for the first time she doesn't have to think
about that