The Unspoken Voices

The glances, the people, the murmuring of voices Their thoughts are amplified, their eyes are narrow The hole in my back burns as their eyes follow with spite Something is wrong here, something is not right Whispers gather making a vile whine Echos resinate within the invisible walls They think I don't hear the wailing sound But with their words, in these chains I am bound Tightly they are clamped, thrown around my neck The chains they think I don't see So tight, I bleed, so tight, I can't breathe With my heart in my hands, I offer and grieve Battered and bruised I await the next blow In the horror of their unspoken words, I scream Their judgments have made me broken and lame I lay in the residue of emptiness and shame They've broken my body, ripped apart my soul With their thoughts so loud, they have taken control I watch my heart grow bitter and die It shrivels to nothingness as I lay to proud to cry.