A voice such as yours
A voice such as angels...

I try to hide
But it follows me everywhere...

Blind I am
Blind to a world of sights to see...

Do poems have to rhythm?
Do they have to have a meaning...

Do you wish
Do you wish to be someone else...

I feel a cold breeze
Yet all the windows and doors are closed...

Standing here in this rain as it falls
Feeling not a drop...

My heart beats like it should
Only a few months ago it did not...

I see a flash of light
That's all I see...

Can I say people know me?
Can I say I have accomplished all I wanted...

I know how you feel
Your dad is at war...

I sit on this porch
Watching as time moves by...