Symbols are all I possess to convey my desperation

They are mere vessels, clearly not worthy of the emotion they are meant to represent

Shapes on paper, meaningless lines

None of which are capable of true feeling and belief

I am void of all worthy language

Hollow is my soul and restless is my anger

I will crawl back to my creator and start anew

With much less speech upon my tongue

Much more caution within my heart

-Sierra Elizabeth, 2009