i wonder

i wonder

A Poem by S.E. Conway

i wonder...

if i were forever trapped in my silence

would i suffer

or would i be drenched in solace

forever wondering

why i took free speach for granted

to forever speak with my hand and with paper

forever scilenced from the world forever

my voice lost in the pools of thoughts and terrors

how would i learn

how would i remember

when i wright my thoughts down

i would become much more reserved..

able to see what i would be saying to someone

before i said it

i would become someone worth having around

forever able to give thanks for what ever

still able to hear the things around me i would spin

around in my head would wander within

how would i ever be able to tell everyone how i have changed

when all that can come out f my mouth is wind

when all is scilenced from yu forever and again

you'll see just how perfect

you really are

and just how much

a voice can scar

and so i wonder

how grateful i really am...

but wouldn't it be great

to never speak again

 

© 2008 S.E. Conway


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When you suffer so it is the doubt that silences, that breeds more doubt, and on it goes, threatening like a guard dog at the gates of our voice, we would scream just to touch othes to reassure them that we exist. Too often it sounds like anger or need and so we hesitate, retreat back into a shadow we let very few see. Another crusher, heart wrench here, but significant to those who wonder what suffer means...

Posted 16 Years Ago


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When you suffer so it is the doubt that silences, that breeds more doubt, and on it goes, threatening like a guard dog at the gates of our voice, we would scream just to touch othes to reassure them that we exist. Too often it sounds like anger or need and so we hesitate, retreat back into a shadow we let very few see. Another crusher, heart wrench here, but significant to those who wonder what suffer means...

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

would i suffer (question ?) or is it intentional to leave Q marks out?
speach - speech
silenced
when i wright my thoughts down (write)
out f my mouth is wind (of?) - this suggests breaking wind too - (air?) - or maybe intentional? - surely not?
when all is scilenced from yu forever and again

'you'll see just how perfect

you really are

and just how much

a voice can scar'

this is neat - yes - think before we speak - I wish
I always think that once something has been said, it can't be 'unsead'
the spoken word carries weight and responsiblility -
more so the written word - once we commit our thoughts to writing, we create a solid reference and give those words an extra dimension
this is a very thought provoking piece
thanks for sharing it








Posted 16 Years Ago



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S.E. Conway
S.E. Conway

roswell, GA



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