Cry Out
It doesn’t matter
that no one can hear you.
Maybe it’s better that way.
Would you be honest
with prying ears?
Leaving no stone unturned,
sharing the darkest note
of your symphony with
a boiling fervor?
Do meaningless minds
alter your self perception?
To hide from oneself
is to vanish altogether.
Given the choice,
one should cry out
before they’ve lost
themselves forever.
Copyright © Alaxandar Golden | Year Posted 2024
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