In some ways, this one is a companion to Splinters; I wrote them back to back, but this one begged for more refining before it was ready to go.
I lived my life
-if that’s what you want to call it-
I wore my cloak of shadows
And shrank back from any light.
I walked invisibly,
On silent feet.
My voice, seldom heard, so tiny
In my chest,
Deep, deep inside,
My heart banged against the walls of its cage
A wild demand for freedom.
I threw off my cloak,
Raised my voice,
And danced to its beat.