Category : Poems
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Where is my voice when I need it the most? The words that need said get stuck in my throat.
Have I learned nothing from misery and pain? Am I destined to exist in silent disdain?
Do I stay quiet in order to keep the peace? Or let it all out, making some people weep?
So many times, it's on the tip of my tongue. So many words I have left unsung.
Maybe I'm fearful of what I might say. The tongue is a sword and hearts it can slay.
Words can say much, but silence says more. Keeping it in is becoming a chore.
How can I break it, this silence I hold? How do I speak without being cold?
The answers elude me, my silence remains. A war within me, a constant pain.
A day will come when I'll speak my mind. My voice will come and I'll be fine.
If you can speak out as beautifully as you write it is important to express your feelings to those you care about 🦋Internalizing can tear you upOne thing you might try is responding to them in writing 🦋this was helpful to me when I had the same issue 🦋keep writing You’ve got a gift🦋🦋🦋
Apr 30, 2019