I have to live in the quiet sometimes
Away from the truth and the lies
So easily conflated
I need to breathe surrender
And take solace in the unknown
We all have our weighty baggage
Beliefs we grip with calloused hands
Dragging us down
While they should be uplifting
And bind rather than separate us
So I will sit in the silence
And fill my lungs with fresh air
Open and unencumbered
And trust the message I need
Will find its way to my waiting heart