Kowland Weiczyk
Voice Unheard
Introspecting thought
brings worthless acts of prose.
Writing to myself
wishing none will I dispose.
Yet every word I question,
I criticize each phrase
and wonder if I'm good
at expressing unseen ways.
Each letter - a choice;
each choice - made in fear,
but this creates my unique voice
that I dream all will long to hear.
From Letras Mania