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the violence in my silence
they took her tongue
leaving a trail of blood on her
they tried to force her to speak
but that only made her feel weak
they told me to speak
but only silence welcomed me
i sat there hiding in my silence
not knowing that my quiet was violent
tear stains down my cheeks
feel like everyone is out to hurt me
smile smile smile for the camera
keep pretending and no one will ever know
the wish, dreams, and hopes you hold
life on pause and can't find the remote
no sense in giving me false hope
i cry until i feel myself choke
but no sound leaves my mouth while we are on the phone
these days I feel like I'm doing everything wrong
fighting my demons but there is no hope
they eat at my head
but im so good at pretend
you wouldn't be able to tell that i wish i was dead
leaving a trail of blood on her
they tried to force her to speak
but that only made her feel weak
they told me to speak
but only silence welcomed me
i sat there hiding in my silence
not knowing that my quiet was violent
tear stains down my cheeks
feel like everyone is out to hurt me
smile smile smile for the camera
keep pretending and no one will ever know
the wish, dreams, and hopes you hold
life on pause and can't find the remote
no sense in giving me false hope
i cry until i feel myself choke
but no sound leaves my mouth while we are on the phone
these days I feel like I'm doing everything wrong
fighting my demons but there is no hope
they eat at my head
but im so good at pretend
you wouldn't be able to tell that i wish i was dead
Published 19th Nov 2019
Author's Note
twinkle twinkle little star
and art degree won't get you far
and art degree won't get you far
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1st Jan 2020 5:11pm
A very powerful write with several truths within that many individuals go through and mask on a daily basis.
