It's been ages since I've written this. I guess it's high time I put it up for view. Vulnerable The sunny day swaths away Twilight beckons on me All day I have waited for this hour When my courage will be thence tested My bosom tugs from within And I ask myself, "Have I really gained enough courage still...?" Then that voice in my head whispers to me Pushing me forward as always Smiling to myself, I make up my mind If I wish to stop being addressed as a poor lass I must rise to the call and prove myself of age I must prove myself different I haul a scarf over my head and slip into my sandals Sweeping out of what has always been my cove I step into the cold dark Stillness befalls around me I shudder at the icy breeze But I move on and on Further and further Still deeper within. Everything seems too calm I however scoff at recollection of the scary tales told at twilight Only dumb maidens shudder at such tales And now I...
On other days, the ink reflects my thoughts better than my lips ever would...