silent

silent

Writing is my solstice; Writing saved me In ways that you will Never know. I used to Think what would Be said at my funeral: "She was great, Oh Lord, she was great," But instead of that, I want it to be silent. No words through Lips and teeth, no Tongue to sway others As [...]

grey

grey

These emotions inside of me Are demanding to be let out. When people ask me Bland and horrible things Like: "how are you" and My favorite, "are you okay", I wish I could express myself Without raging, I wish I could Express myself without breaking down And crying, I wish I could express myself Without [...]