Believe
These feelings restrained by my limited words
pace within their cells waiting for escape.
I am tortured by the curse of silence
as I struggle to speak my heart.
The storm brews all around,
swirling, creating chaos everywhere-
thoughts, feelings, fears, and wonders fill the air
... leaving us wandering and confused.
The world presses down, unforgiving and unyielding,
as if trying to diminish every spark of hope
by weighing us down with choices and risks.
It is there where we must find our strength.
I see behind the curtain of temptation,
through the thin veil of uncertainty
and over the frail walls of fear
because I believe in you.
Of all the things this world can offer or take,
all I want is your hand in mine.
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