A Thousand Words

I could say a thousand words, I could shout them at the top of my breathless lungs, and I could draw them across my FRAGILE SKIN, and yet I am unsure whether you would hear me, or see me through the VEIL of  ILLUSION. The words travel from my heart, my body, as they have all those years before, and every part of me hope's for change, for your VEIL to be melted.  And maybe that's my greatest lesson of them all, to keep my heart broken open, raw, ready to love, even when you do not hear me. Even when you do not see me, or even when you do not see yourself. My lungs, breathless, my SKIN, FRAGILE, and my heart completely exposed, and yet I choose to see the good, the LIGHT.  Because I know the true nature of who we are, of who you are, I have seen GLIMPSES, and GLIMMERS, and that's what my ever present soul hangs onto.