Some cry,
Others drown in tears.
Some have the strength to talk,
Others don't have a voice.
Some are restless from the pain,
Others overdose on pills.
Some binge eat,
Others don't eat at all.
Some write about it,
Others use their skin as the canvas.
There's no shame about it,
No shame in losing control,
No shame in not knowing what to do,
No shame in our coping mechanisms.
Afterall, we're all in search
for that holy grail.
***I am not justifying these nor am I "advertising" them.***
YOU ARE READING
Unleashed Silence
PoezjaI could fill a thousand pages telling you how I feel and you still wouldn't understand. In fact I don't even understand but I fear of drowning in the words left unsaid.
