the other side of nine.

i sit in quiet but my soul is stirred. a dragon rises up flaming eyes to give birth, i was scared several times. but pain allowed me to rise up slowly. always devoured. always hungered i have traced you. i reached out to something and it failed me. the pieces i would like to pick up again. begin to mend. and the discomfort would disappear like a thief. but honest words deceive my mouth and i want to scream and i want to shout. and take back everything that caused me to loose my way. i keep my eyes looking forward , i know somewhere inside i begin to pray. i hope i don't always feel this way, a broken heart to mend.  and my dreams unbroken barely bend.