Speak…No one hears a peep…
Inside myself, I fall asleep;
Tired of trying to explain.
I am but a migraine,
Which hurts too much to think.
Mute…No one cares a hoot…
Inside myself, there’s a dispute.
Screams and wishes to explain;
Yet, no one hears a migraine…
They hurt too much to say.
K. Aldaya, 8/27/19
Picture: By: Carolina Heza at Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/0lD4hF1fBv0
What cardinal loathsome misery.
To see beauty in its’ utmost form,
And ne’er the hands to hold it to thee,
And ne’er the words to let its’ truth free.
K. Aldaya, 06/02/07
There are no words to speak,
What I feel inside at my peak.
There are no words to see,
What is going on inside of me.
There are no words to hear,
Of what is in my heart to fear.
There are no words to tell,
What I know so very well.
There are no words at all,
To express what’s beyond this wall.
K. Aldaya, 8/11/03
Picture: Artist Unknown; http://www.vasquevuelas.mx/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/my-lips-are-sealed.jpg
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
