Spoken

If we speak the words we fear,
  will we disappear?
Lost in space, out beyond
  our grief, anger, doubt.
Will this ever end,
  what is the new normal?
How can we find the way,
  lost as we are and fragile?
Yet this way was never a promise,
  never something controlled.
It has always been a chance,
  where we find the blessings.
And learn in the soft breaking,
  strength is found in cracks.