9-30-95
this poem was written in two different parts, on two different days. the first part was written on 9-30-95, and the second part on 10-1-95.
Voices I hear
Convince me to do things
You tell me are not good
Images in my mind
Separate me from you
A raft carrying me far away
I am alone
In a distant land
I do not speak the language here
I float, with no life jacket,
Knowing not how to swim
Petrified when I start to sink.
Give me a lifeguard
Some stable footing
Teach me to talk your language
Throw this raft away
Please take my hand and show my the way
Take my hand and guide me
through the heartache in my world
Whisper that it’ll be alright
Let me know I”l make it
As I journey through the pain.