Hello

My soul is aching to be heard
I am a child of the universe
And now the channel does its work
As I am scribbling this verse
I’ve strived for purity forever
And my integrity got better
By lighting up what’s false
By screaming through the walls
Despair transformed into forgiveness
And I could swear I’ve finally seen us
Without the masks. Outside of risks.
I’ve seen my life the way it is.
And still I am a maniac,
Insomniac,
And speechless.
Unwrapping all the things that we call feelings
And stepping into the skin of a saint.
But I am shameful
And my body hurts
And the reality
It blurs
And swirls around in a curve.
I follow The Cause
By being misheard.
By spilling my words
Out onto the snow
And digging the holes
Out of which the flowers should grow
And God says
“Now would you come home.”
But I don’t know
If I can leave them alone.
So pretty they grow,grow, grow
Till they are so tall
That they don’t need me anymore.
And that’s where I throw
Myself into the unknown
I’m crying “Hello”
And they hear my voice from below.
Welcome. Welcome. Welcome.
There’s only one road to go.