I kept silent to find my voice.
\nAlways the same song,
\nthe same words intervened.
\nI felt the clicking of sameness.
\nThat, which is my true nature
\nheld prisoner,
\nin a vault of pure dread,
\nlifeless joy.
\nMy soul is full of furniture.
\nI want to sell it all,
\nmake way for the empty room
\nof pure beginning.<\/p>\n
But not you, my love.
\nI will keep you centered in the room,
\nthe one exception to my longing.
\nAround you
\nI will build another house,
\nanother theme.
\nAround you on whose lips
\nI put every word,
\nI will sing new words
\nand tell these shadows
\nstand away,
\nyou are my light,
\nmy heart\u2019s only hunger.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I kept silent to find my voice. Always the same song, the same words intervened. I felt the clicking of sameness. That, which is my…<\/p>\n