By Allison Stein
To write is to etch on paper the song of my heart. I would like to share a poem that reminds me to sing the lyrics without fear:
As Long As I Have a Heartbeat Your words wash over me The way rivers erode lonely stones Till they're broken. Frozen waves of your blindness Suppress my languid spirit, Paralyze the music of my pulse. Your shortsightedness is the current Pulling me away from my dreams, Forcing me under an icy ocean of fear. The salty sting of your insults Breaks down my tenacity, Extinguishes dying flames of courage. Have you forgotten that I am a fighter? Jaw clenched, I refuse to drown: As long as I have a heartbeat, My soul has a song.