the clock speaks of a sunrise
that never seems to come
hands that keep ticking tease
betraying the expectation of a dawn
that has been swallowed
by a looming storm
and though rays fight
to break through the darkness
they remain trapped
behind grays and blacks
that seem to bruise morning
with flickering hope
and I realize this not so breaking day
somehow resembles my life
and I wonder if ignorance is truly bliss
….or simply ignorance
as our truth bends until it breaks wide open
rushing the moment with reality
I prepare myself for the worse
but where I expect to see blood spilling
from the heart shaped crater created
instead I see a clear and pure rain
covering my world past and present
soaking every moment with clarity
washing away every minute of confusion
exposing every unknown and
answering each question…honestly
… then I just knew
and I find my stance there where
my voice carried on the wind as
I began to speak words into the storm
that should have been said a long time ago
sending them across the miles to where they belong
…there in your heart
then the constant verbal battle
that has been fought between
my heart and my head
for twelve long years…..ends
clearing my mind and releasing me
from the self imposed prison
of emotional tyranny that I had created
and at long last
I finally set myself free
@LadyRaine