The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say. ~Anaïs Nin
I hold the key
To my own prison
To unlock it
Is to open up a vein
Vulnerable bleeding
Where invisible words
Become visible
My thoughts
To my own prison
To unlock it
Is to open up a vein
Vulnerable bleeding
Where invisible words
Become visible
My thoughts
are truth
Dark is light
Cold is warmth
Sad is hopeful
and the world as I knew it
becomes an after thought
but
looking down
I'm still holding the key..
..and give it to you.
~Almighty Heidi
Dark is light
Cold is warmth
Sad is hopeful
and the world as I knew it
becomes an after thought
but
looking down
I'm still holding the key..
..and give it to you.
~Almighty Heidi
6 comments:
You are the key...
This is beautiful, as are you..
amazing! that shows an incredible amount of trust.
How's it going, Almighty Heidi? It's been too long. I hope the new year is treating you well so far.
I came by to let you know that I have nominated you for an award. These things tend to be a bit of work, too, but I hope you will find it amusing to do and to share with others. If nothing else, just know that someone was thinking of you. I hope you will swing by to pick it up. Take care,
-Jimmy
http://jamesgarciajr.blogspot.com/
Thanks Jimmy!! I will post soon!!
This is a very enigmatic poem. It has a dream like quality. It's nice to see a new post on your blog! :)
Thanks Matt. Life has been...out of sorts lately. Giving keys to wrong people. I have been working alot for very little and just ...ughhh..hard to write when thre is no time but lots to write about...alot of changes coming for 2011..watch out world!!
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