Listen
It’s the sound in the silence
The cry in the night
Heard by no one
That is heard somewhere else
It’s the startle under the steel
The well hidden fear
That goes unseen
That is heard by someone else
Who has ascended the heights?
Or gone to the depths?
Who knows the pain in my heart?
The cries in my chest?
Who has a direct line to the things unseen?
Hear me if you’re there
And not a dream.