Howl in my Voice [✓ Completed ✓]

six

Life became full of risk

and reward,

you had to tip the scale

to figure out where to go next;

sometimes, it was left

to the depths of bliss

soaked in the touch of lips,

but then there was right

in the dark of night

where nothing was no light

where the lines had no shine

and you couldn't go back to turn left.

Sometimes, I had no choice

but to follow someone else's words

because you try to avoid what they echo

but the wind blows you throw the window

and there's no way to let go

of the words they bellowed into you

and so, you hold on to the words they said

remembering the way they put it

and how they gestured to you

because it becomes unforgettable

when you experience the negativity.

You consistently think

it could happen again

when you least expect it

and it makes you wish you could say all the mean things you're Mumma taught you not to say

because you think why would someone be rude if you haven't been too

and when it hits you, you wish you could be like them too

but there's no way to make these two wrongs into a right

so you think "shit I have to keep my mouth shut"

but saying something is better than saying nothing

because people will beat you down, it's all a part of life

it's a reality check to keep you in line

it's a reality to teach you how to speak up

to show that saying nothing does nothing

but saying something proves something;

that you, reading this, have a voice.