Where did you go Hovering behind the door Hoping to be seen Lost in the feeling of those talking over you Or walking away And not noticing At all How alone you were
The bluebird of happiness Fell off your golden locket At the wedding You stayed silent out of fear But were so distressed That something you loved Could be so easily lost Was it your fault You already felt everything was
Was it a metaphor or harbinger For what would follow As things were stolen or broken Through no fault of your own Did you then learn Then to stay silent With your fear and confusion All locked inside?
There were no words To say And so all went quiet Except for the buried screams Locked inside your body All this pent up longing and fear Beating its wings against the cage of your breast Heart beat become chaotic Is then a frenzy panic And you cannot escape or free What strains for release Until someone can hear you
Now a trapped winged bird has taken flight And the bars of the cage are open You recall the bluebird Was later found Lying in the long grass Behind the house By someone
Was it a metaphor, a harbinger, or an omen Of what would come?
Emerging From The Dark Night 