Speaking without making a sound
Can be louder than the noise
Of a thousand crying children
Or the sound of a lion's roar
Or even louder than something
As simple as laughter
At the peak of happiness
Because speaking
Without making a sound
Is even more painful
And harder to be heard.
But the flaw in that is
That the silent screamer
Is the only one who hears
What the silent scream says.
I am the screamer
Yelling with no help
Even though my words
Are as clear as day.
The sound though,
The sound is muffled
As it goes through my
Closed lips
And is bounced back into my head
Amplifying the sound
Until there's nothing
More I want than
Silence.....
