Thursday, 27 July 2017

Silence



Silence
Has my silence been for me?
Or for the gossiping, judging and pitying society?
What price has the silence cost me?
Years of suppression of feelings.
Cut off from the expressive me
Lost in period of detachment & suffocation
Feelings of eternal pain and unjust
Existing in the darkness, the pain so deep only comforted by escape
Searching for alternatives for numbly forget
Years passed by
But still the question why?
I look at the mirror & still the scars
See the little girl afraid & ashamed
More ashamed couldn't make me feel free
Approach and say " Yes! I am still the innocent one inside"

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