There were cries in the night that no one heard The scars out of sight Wishing for the wings of a bird
The memories haunting tearing me from within The voices taunting To release would be sin
In the body of a woman all locked up tight feelings of being inhuman screaming silently in the night. -------------
this touches me butterfly... so sad but emotionally perfect...its perfectly "human" to feel this way when you've been hurt... i know you find the healing i do in your writing... take care, jm
Now for me some words come easy But I know that they don't mean that much Compared with the things that are said when lovers touch You never knew what I loved in you I don't know what you loved in me Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be jackson browne
J.M. I thought you might understand this and was hoping I would hear from you. Thank you so much for your kind words and for your input. I have found freedom in my writing that I never thought would come.
Nate, Thank you