no words no company but my own
what more is there to be then the person I am now.
people come and go
but mostly they keep going...
I am stuck in this waterfall of endless silent
scared of taking a step fearing that it will be my undoing
slowly the silent waterfall turns into my own voice
we become one.
I am still the Amerra I once was
but cautious and knowing.
I no longer look for the company others seem to seek
I look only to continue in being.
I look for a place to rest my head.
the pounding in my mind ever grows
my silent ways becoming normal.
My verity of my life slips in and out with thought
what is verity in this world.. non have proven non shall know
non will know my verity until proven
they truly wish to know whom I am.
