That Which is Written (a poem)

Though starkly intimidated
perhaps overly concerned
with what others think
still I reach out to you

Creativity in search of comfort

A desperate quest
for understanding
compassion and care
to be wanted, needed

I find only busy souls
trapped by their busy lives
caught in this mad dash
to find purpose

Am I really so different?

I retreat
to the safety of words

A caged freedom

within walls
of my own making

The voice
so long silenced

deep within

now screams out
with each stroke of my pen

~ elr