Wishes for a Breakthrough

Wishes for a Breakthrough

I wish I could write in a way that made people think.

Speaking in tongues of metaphors and mystic.

Words that make people concerned, words that make people wonder 

I want to be deep, but I feel as deep as a kiddie pool. 

I want the Earth to shake at my words, but I'm never loud enough to do so

I feel like I'm squeaking at howling dogs. 

I want edge, but feel as dull as a butter knife to steak

Begging and pleading to make a breakthrough, to sink deeper.

To crack at the ground, to silence those barking dogs.

To be seen, to be heard. Loud and clear without interruption. 

For once in my life to be listened to, truly listened to. 

To not be ignored.

I want someone to take what I say and look into it, try to read between the lines and decipher my metaphors.

I want someone to try to translate the tongue I speak.

Analyze me like a ancient code.

Dig deeper in my cracks, swim deeper into the ocean I created.

Cut through the steak, take it all in.

I want to be listened, asked questions and be heard.

I wish I could write in the way that will make you think.