My hands heavy blocks of concrete
My pen sharp as a dagger
I stumble upon words
Letters scream to be released
Still afraid
As I attempt to paint with words
Naked.. Full of truth
I try to shake off the shame of muteness
Why are my words afraid of the light?
My ink is dried out
I press hard
I remind myself: in weakness we find strength
In loneliness we find ourselves
Just write.. Write the letter
I tighten my grip, hold my pen and write:
“Dear dreamer …”
© 2012 ALIA SULTAN
“I remind myself: in weakness we find strength
In loneliness we find ourselves”
How wonderful are your words! And iLike those two lines in particular! 🙂