I Found My Voice Today

I found my voice today. 

It was lost. 

Drowned out by the norms and demands, the expectations and regulations of a fit in or be pushed out society. 

I found my voice today. 

It was lost. 

Barely audible, it had been reduced to a husky whisper from yelling too long and too hard to be heard above the din and the clang and the clash and the clatter of inane platitudes and false words, lies and omissions. 

I found my voice today.

It was lost. 

Worn thin by false hope and crushed dreams. Dreams no longer dreamt because to dream them meant more frustration for what could never be. 

I found my voice today. 

It was lost. 

Crushed by one disappointment after another, stolen on the breeze of bitter discontent. 

I found my voice today. 

It was lost. 

Buried in the hustle and bustle of survival and living paycheck to paycheck and still coming up short. Stuck in a soul destroying humdrum of routine. 

I found my voice today. 

It was lost. 

Trampled upon by worry and stress and burned out emotions. 

I found my voice today. 

And it said: You. Will. Be. Free. 

Leigh Ernstzen