I wrote this along time ago:
Beautiful words want to flow from my heart
To write about love and the pain of loneliness
About the many tears I cry in the middle of the night
About my friends I hold dear to my soul
About the joy I feel when I think of my dreams
About the Goddess I choose to worship on my knees
About my unicorn crystal and the power it brings to me
About the skies of blue and the darkness of the night
But words seem to fail me when I need them the most
