Written by:

Zerayn D.

The time has come to let you hear
the secret tunes I’ve held so near,
the quiet plans beneath my tongue,
the hidden truths I’ve softly sung.

I want to go, to find my way,
to grow beyond where we both stay,
not always close, not by your side,
but where my restless dreams can ride.

Standing in wreckage of our show,
a sad unraveling laid low,
my thoughts collide, a storm arise,
yet myself, I did not compromise.

I’ve long prepared to step ahead
on roads unseen where I am led,
in ways you never cared to see,
in paths that only answer me.

Your silence wraps you safe and warm,
you fear the risk, you want charm,
you’ve never leapt beyond the cliffs,
but I am risk, I thrive in what if’s .

If fear consumes you, let me be,
there’s little sorrow left in me.
Denying I’ve brought you shame and blame,
and hiding yourself to guard your name.

You shaped your covers to polish pride,
to keep your image fortified,
but your weakness I won’t defend,
nor carry with me to the end.

You chased the glow you saw in me,
depended on my energy,
yet when my strength burned fierce and bright,
you stepped away toward safer light.

For face, for fortune, for applause,
For careful steps and cautious laws,
And what I fear, what chills me through,
Is not my fire, but the frailty in you.

I have embraced you as you are,
your tender strength, you’re softened star,
your overbearing, gentle grace,
the quiet light upon your face.

I loved the beauty of your ways,
the warmth that colored all my days,
your fragile power, fierce yet kind,
the careful workings of your mind.

Yet what returned was not pure care,
but measured acts, a cold affair,
affection weighed on careful scales,
with hidden terms in veiled details.

For while I gave in open sea,
you bargained what you’d take from me,
not love unbound, not hearts set free,
but subtle theft in courtesy.