The silence is what she feared the most,
for in silence
she couldn't quiet those haunting voice.
An orchestra of despair and self doubt.
Somehow, the silence amplifies the pain
And no matter how hard she tries,
the only thing she could ever do is listen
as the looming voice of horror
seeps into her core.
Until, it's all she will ever be,
a broken record of melancholy.
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Silent Screams
RastgeleA collection of poems made by yours truly. A collection of words I didn't say, things I wish I could've said, my what ifs, a tale of love, heartaches and everything in between.
