crashlanding [poetry]

bullied into silence.

they say silence is golden
so i keep quiet
though my head screams

louder than all these words
you've given me

i'll be honest;
the noise feels very trapped, crammed in my brain
no place to set it free and work its wonders
i fear that soon it'll extinguish

please don't extinguish

i whisper to the fire
in me

i still have so much to do.