Draft – Work in Progress

How do you explain an emotion which engulfs your soul… a musical note which hangs in the air just beyond hearing… the uncertainty waiting at the end of a drawn out breath…

Can you describe a drink of water to the thirsty… or a morsel of food to the starved… what of freedom to someone who has lived their whole life chained in a cage…

I am only a collection of shadows… voices heard but not understood… thoughts and dreams already forgotten…

and I am broken… damaged beyond repair, understanding… finally… I can never be whole.