Listen



I am Myself

A Soulful perception of my own being

I decide my own illusion of existence

My name is perceived by others

who do they think I am.

This is what I believe you think of me

My perception of you perceiving me

twisted fate cold soulful dreams

lost hope of a a shattered perception

of your reality

It can’t be love through a deception

Introspective thoughts permeate my existence

thoughts of you

who is it that knocks willfully at this wall

scraping the brick with their ear

to hear

a thought that might reflect you

Oh you do don’t you

I listen to the conversation

reflected in action

hoping to find a listener at my wall

I listen

May I come in

yes

I can’t hear it yet

I’m listening to my reflection

another image creeps about the periphery

she sings and dances and talks

quiet I need to listen

I love you

quiet I need to listen

for what

perception

goodbye

the deaf heard the scream

I didn’t listen