Where once sounds of laughter echoed through this house,
Now sits the torturing sound of Silence.
Silence feeds upon the unspoken words of your minds against each other.
Threads looks of hate into your eyes.
Silence is tearing you, from the inside out.
Break the silence.
Break the hurt,
The hurt,
The pain,
End silence.
Speak.
Silence is killing me.
It is louder than anything I've ever heard.
Splitting my heart in two.
Screaming in my ear that nothing will be okay!
Squeezing my lungs when I feel hope.
Stabbing my heart when I feel love.
When did it over power the force of family!
Silence
Where one sounds of laughter echoed through this house,
Now stands the torturing sound of silence.
YOU ARE READING
I tried
PoetryLife is a series of snapshots. Your memories are the photos, stored away. You often bring out the old, thick photo album and skim through the times you had. What do your photos look like? Are they filled with sunshine and laughter? Are they filled...
