Waiting In The Wings

Hear me.

Don't just see me because it's at your eyes convinience

Listen to me.

Listen to the words that so emotionally drip from my lips like honey

The words that concoct in my mind travel through my heart so that when they do find their way out, they mean something.

I don't aimlessly spew words from my mouth because it fills the silence

The silence has always been there; incessantly taunting my mind like it's a game.

It's the courage it takes to speak my mind that is newly found.