I want to write a song but I’m afraid it will hurt too much
I want to write about how I feel, can’t, for it’s all too real
I want to touch the ones I Love, but I’m not certain they would hear
I want to say how much I love you,
but I’m afraid of rejection
I want to speak of peace, but it seems so faraway
Why did I not wisper my thoughts
When I had a chance to see your smile
Waking up is the hardest part
Destitution my reserve
Fonts in braille, differentiates my persuaded heart
Can you hear the words i say
Je t’aime
ALL WRITINGS AND PHOTOGRAPHY COPYRIGHTED BY DAWNA D. BOWLES (C)2014