Howl in my Voice [✓ Completed ✓]

four

Maybe when we lose ourselves,

we will find the door

when we crash 

and fall on the floor;

where the sheets lay over our heads

mummified by the ancient screams

that lead us to run and hide

to block out all that remains

of our past in the rearview.

     To know when something's behind us

     means knowing we can build again.

Knowing life is up to us

in our hands to survive;

throwing it up in the sky,

wanting to reach out to the stars and shoot

the darkness with our light

because to fight

we burn our knees on the ground

carving our names in the dirt,

because to fight means

reminding ourselves

of who we really are

and why we stand

to put up with the screams

that creak under our voices;

these are our choices

and noises

(shhh...)

until we find the other side

of that door...