Chaos Be Gone
To many thoughts run through my head. As I sit alone.
Too many words won't flow from my lips. So I sit alone.
The differences are many. Too many to deal with.
Too alone for too long. I can no longer sit alone.
The loud voices in my head are begging to be heard.
As I release all this silence, deafening sounds pour out of my mouth,
To tell of the thoughts in my head.
Only then do I realize and ask myself,
"Why did you wait so long?"
Copyright © Virginia Gelok | Year Posted 2022
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