Release

Confined within my own fears and weaknesses...
...is there any way I will be released?
The pain worsens with each breath inhaled.
Everytime I breath, a dagger stabs me in the chest.
And the buckets of blood add up to my level of endurance.
Willing to be wounded again, as long as my strength isn't forfeited.
But inside, lies a voice.
Wishing to escape it's confinements of my fearful mind.
Wishing to break free of the psychological barriers
That keep it from reaching it's desired destination.
The silence is keeping me strong, but the voice makes me feel weak.
And what decision is made when torn between the two?
To take a risk and possibly lose it all,
Or to stay safe and quiet, knowing no harm will come?
As the passion in my heart burns with what it knows is right,
I realize it's time for me to open my mouth,
And release the voice so longing to speak.
As the words it preaches tells the tale of my heart song,
Whether accepted or not, it shall not change.