Listen to my heart a little while
Let me tell you of the things that hurt
And let me tell you that your pain
Also matters to me
In a world where it often seems far easier
To lash out
When all our inarticulate speech of the heart
Keeps us prisoner inside the story
Of a world that only meant to do us harm
We lose the way toward connection
As the power of our truth
Remains strangled inside our throat
And our heart constricts in its beating
The this terrible litany of pain
Is all we hear
Repeating and repeating
Like the roaring of a thousand storms
Between our ears
But if we could
Just sound this out
In a way that is not too loud
In a way that lacks the power
To terrify others
Just as we were once terrified
Then perhaps there might just be a little chance
That we could find each other
In the spaces between the words we sound
In the echoes within which our pain resounds
As we open our hearts and wounds
And find a way to finally lay
Our shield and weapons
Down