If I have said it,
\nthen stop here.
\nIt will do you no good
\nto hear my complaining.
\nWhy I try to find answers
\nto questions I haven\u2019t posed.
\nLike going through a cave without light.
\nWhat? What?
\nAs I go along feeling my way.
\nShould I be terrified
\nor progress with faith?
\nWhere is my foot stepping?<\/p>\n
Did I destroy something beautiful?
\nWhere is the sound of the earth\u2019s heart?
\nWhy does the dark
\nhave walls harder than stone?
\nShould I say such things
\nwhen day shines so brightly?
\nWhy can\u2019t I leave well enough alone
\nand not burden words?
\nTrying to say what I am trying to say.<\/p>\n
Why does beauty consume me?
\nWhy do I talk about love
\nso much, so much?
\nWho stands by me when I sleep
\nsaying,
\nhis face is peaceful,
\nhe is a child,
\nhe needs so much comforting.
\nWhy is he here?
\nAnd I wake,
\nwondering who it was.
\nWho did I talk to?
\nWho do I miss
\nthat I can\u2019t remember?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
If I have said it, then stop here. It will do you no good to hear my complaining. Why I try to find answers to…<\/p>\n