Tongue-tied…
No words to find,
Within the reasoning of the mind.
Searching, searching, far and wide,
For ways to speak the words confined.
Confused.
The mouth sewn shut,
To seal the emulating smut.
Searching, searching; Chaos fused,
In pursuit of another cut.
Frustrated.
Letters lie lost,
Piercing out a bloody-cost.
Searching, searching,…motion-faded…
Lips present a scarlet, glossed.
Shed no tear,
And mourn no wrong,
For these days continue long.
Redemptions’ voice echoes here,
Speaking out of every wrong.
Tomorrow.
Another day seen,
In an ever-frightening glean.
For unspoken words of sorrow.
Ravage the flesh unclean.
No words,
No words to find,
Within the furor of the mind.
Searching, searching, the un-heards,
For a voice of humans’-kind.
K. Aldaya, 8/2/05
Picture: “Silenced” by JolsAriella on Deviant Art; http://jolsariella.deviantart.com/art/silenced-207287676
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
This is amazing. I love the art and the poetry. Please make more.
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Thank you. I really appreciate your support. I do have a few written which have been sitting in my notebook. I should have typed them up awhile ago, but it’s been hard to find the time or energy to do so. Your message is the push I needed. Take care, K
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