i can't remember how i used to sound, i only know what ive been told.
that is,
-birds chirping
-waves gently crashing
-the rustling of wind through trees
i was calm. i sounded like peace
now, i am silent.
the 15 years i have been on this earth have stripped away my will to
-speak,
-to cry
and sometimes
-to breathe
however sometimes
the only sounds you will get out of me is the beating
of my heart when it breaks a bit more since the last shatter
or the slight pitter patter of rain on a tin roof.
i now have a voice of sadness.
i also sound like a
-kettle reaching its boil
-like a door slamming shut
-and a muffled scream into a pillow
i am anger.
i can be
-water draining from the bathtub
-i am the noises a siren will make. to lure.
-i am the buzzing of a fridge at 3am.
i am the quiet.
at times, my voice is a love song.
-melodic, inviting and warm.
-welcoming and kind.
