What joy is there in the midst of tears
What peace is there in the midst of fear
All that like a river flows within me
Searching for the broader
More open ocean to offer its release
A smile
Precious and rare
Hold to it as it fades
To my silence only do I confess
Words that don't dare cross the barrier of my lips
See me for what I am
Every step made
Followed by a shadow of the past
The eminent threat of death looming
Accompanied by the eminent threat of life
Eyes
Glassy...as if I've been stained
And perhaps I have
Dodging and inescapable truth
Finally caught by the grip of the reality of the situation
To the life of a victim
Do I surrender
Unto death
Do I make myself available
For there is no joy in the midst of tears
And no comfort in the midst of tears
So I'm ready to go when he takes
Perhaps there's nothing left to take
Just a shell
Robbed of a soul
Not even innocence remaining
Remnant statue
And maybe then will I be beautiful
Bold, strong, and polished
Made of the most precious marble
And maybe then will I be treasure
Maybe then will I be treasured
Held in my hands is the uncontainable
The abstract
The precious
The rare
The innocence
The ever fading smile
The silence holding my confessions
Sun blazing in my womb
Killed by the moon
Even the stars weep
Then the sky fades to black
But only my body sleeps
Soul reaching out for what is permanently lost
Something that can never be retrieved
Held
Cherished
Nor loved beyond my imagination
And only does the silence know
All that like a river flows within me