My Voice

Hear Me
I will not be silenced because of your indignation
The cadence of My Voice
Places emphasis on the situation
The inflection of My Words
Spoken a reflection
of my inner soul
A heart once broken
now mended
And whole.
So I speak clear
Though others may jeer
I will not be dismayed
I will speak with intent sharp enough
To wipe that jeer off their face
I speak my truth
Though it may be of no consequence to you
I am cognizant of my audience
I must relate importance
And power without dominance
Forgive my brusqueness
But I must insist on being persistent-
My Voice
It waivers and becomes thin not by choice
At others it booms high in rejoice
Sometimes even I am caught unaware of what's inside
Not that I purposely hide
Anything in the recesses of my  mind
It's just my heart decides when it will confide
The message inside
Express it outside by- 
my Voice.
When I put on a show of bravado
The timbre of my voice
May be somewhat low
But still you can hear it shaking though
Like at times when I'm trying to talk myself into feeling-
Braver than I really feel
My heart sometimes needs a pep talk before my true nature is revealed 
With my voice I roar in triumph
After crying and griping my way through trials
Obstacles sometimes look like Goliath
But I can be one of those hard headed chicks
Somewhat defiant
And at times I have a 'never say die' attitude
While at others, I would rather curl up in bed 
and let someone else just handle it
...my voice?
Is so funny at times
Like I can say the same word once, or twice
and they be sounding completely different like day and night
Sometimes ravaged by angst
While at others I am giving thanks
Like when I call to You.
On my knees it felt like I could never get up again at times
Only to now look back and say
I guess it wasn't so bad I mean
Look at where I am today
my voice
Drowned out by a simple whisper
Reassurance that You will always be here
You will not leave me or forsake me
I am with a hope, a comforter
You know the thoughts you have for me
Never evil; always peace
No matter what there remains a promise just for me
my voice
Reveals you are strongest when I am weak
Pure Truth I will always aim to speak
Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep watch over the door of my lips.
Meditate on Your Words so I can come to grips
With the understanding that by you I find strength
I am equipped
my voice
Does nothing of any importance
If I don't speak in accordance 
With your love; some may put on a good performance
But it's all just lip service if they come
of their own volition.
I come in peace that surpasses all understanding
Lay down this sword my whole life I've been brandishing
Because now I know...
Words cut like scissors through paper
Walls become insurmountable, wounds become deeper
Souls once full of vigor now languishing
All because WE chose to speak while
 lacking the desire for self-examining.
my voice.
Will be used to bring glory to You.
It will be like a beacon for your light to shine through.
By the time my life is finished
I hope that by me they can hear you 





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