Awakened in the night

by a nagging voice that keeps me

desperate to create...

that has me giving life

to the screams I keep inside,

or be ever burdened by their weight.

Overwhelmed by emotions

I simply can't help but feel...

hoping that if I can figure it out,

it may help someone else

to keep it real.

If I can make good

all that has had me bound...

if I can find a soul

wandering aimlessly,

praying to be found.

then, I can say that I made a difference

and I didn't just float through life

doing my own thing...

but I really did try to do it right.

Heidi L. Hicks-Ashton