The voice secured deep within me,
remains buried underneath the tissue of my heart.
The words it wishes to speak,
has yet to make an appearance.
My distant dream is that I'll be unburdened.
No longer drowning under the pressures of worries.
The weightless peace will grant me buoyancy,
my own breath to breath.
For now, I'll guide the voice,
through the maze of dreams and desires.
May I keep up a brave front,
that can be published into truth.
