For What Its Worth - poems

Silence is a Disease

3-19-15

Silence is a disease
for those who love to speak
but I didn't chose to receive
this feeling of out of reach
it began young
when I was too blind
but the damage was done
it was only a matter of time
I'd be called names by my peers
my parents would pick on everything i did or said
over the years
I've learned that silence helps the pain lessen: if it only I could put it all to bed
so if I shut up my peers would stop picking on me sooner than before
my parents too
and even if I tried so hard I wonder what for?
the only thing true
was that the yelling and teasing still went on
just less
I was always wrong
and always a mess
silence brought me solstice when I wanted to scream
because my head I could only trust
and always dream
even if my thoughts buliding up made me want to combust
in high school the teasing went away, but the silence stayed
my parents still calling me names
I was quiet because I was afraid
and filled with all these shames
grew a shell
and even if someone tried to talk to me
it did not end well
I can't get free
this pain and misery from the years, and sorrow
there will be silence and tears
every tomorrow
see I'm a crazy dreamer
about what life could be
when I was a child and the world wasn't meaner
this shell wouldn't have formed and I'd be free!
I only have myself
only me
wish I could put my silence on a shelf
because there is no way with it I can ever be happy