clearing the air

 

 

Allow a moment of truth to be spoken

To rid self of painful past happenings

Let a new flow be birthed

By ending beats, closing locks

The voice is dying to echo

And conscience stabs it down

With the hot pointed metal spike of

Family Honor Respect Place

Damaging words to reopen healing wounds

Stream out to protect the now freedom beauty

Hated love courting pain true speech

Let this forgotten form say

All that has needed to be said

In these years birthing

Caring creation of the damned essence

Author's Note

Cp. 10:37AM Mon 02/18/08 Camila 1 & 3-5 Forced trying for a fairy, getting it out (Written, Blue)