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I cried silently
when I thought I had no voice
I rejoiced when I found it inside
I used my voice, because
I had no choice. I had to speak
I was shut up and out,
Interrupted, ignored
Always told, how I'm
Too soft, too slow, too weak
My blood boiled, my heart burned
Will I ever have a chance?
I came back and push my way through
And this time I scream and yell with full intensity
It is easy to think it was random, but I can tell you:
I scream because I was quiet too long
I scream because nothing is working
I scream because I am trying to be patient
but I have something to say
And I'm pushed to the sidelines
I'm still unheard and misunderstood
I'm the big bad wolf
Who huffed and puffed
Who frightens everyone away
who has sore lungs,
A strained voice
Who has scars all over
Like a constellation of stars
That no one knows how to navigate
Pretty sparkles shine from a distance
But im not worthy enough, for someone to learn my map
I am forgotten like im too lost in translation to learn my language
I have a language to my madness
And now I'm back to silent tears
Because I once had a voice, but now I don't
I let it break to pieces,
I lost it and now it's gone
Last edited by NeuroBeautiful; September 28th 2016 at 05:39 PM.
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
Thank you. This poem was inspired by when I was talking on the phone with my sister and she noticed my voice was strained and asked me if I was yelling.
Absolutely love this. It's so powerful. Especially this part:
Quote:
I'm the big bad wolf
Who huffed and puffed
Who frightens everyone away
who has sore lungs,
A strained voice
Who has scars all over
Like a constellation of stars
That no one knows how to navigate
Can't wait to see what you write next!
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Who huffed and puffed
Who frightens everyone away
who has sore lungs,
For some reason I really love this part, but I also enjoyed the whole piece. Like Dez, this might be my favourite from you. Now excuse me, I'm off to go read your other threads.