8My heart is full,
My burden heavy,
Past secrets, ancient schemes.
My mind knows no limit to the lot.
My silence knot.
I yearn to tell,
My soul to free.
Who, who will listen?
For I am caught inside
My silence knot
Friends ever faithful.
Only I know
The battle together we fought.
For with their help I have untied
My silence knot.
A poem I wrote for a freind of mine after she lost her mom. Sorry about the page breaks, but I couldnt get it to work with me about paragrphs, so I just stuck in page breaks. This is my last shot at poetry.