I Spoke

I Spoke(By:Josner Saintil)
I SPOKE.
In a hundred silent ways.
I HURT...inside.
In a hundred million ways.
Looking in the mirror,
All I could see was defeat.
The cold, injured, prisoner,
Was I... hoping to break free.
Or maybe more.

I SPOKE.
Yet you never listened.
I know that you could see the bruises
The cuts in my arms
The stripes on my back,
Still, you never paid attention.
I bled tears with bloodshot eyes
Looked down on.....
All I could do was cry.

I Spoke!
You never said a word!
Forgive me if I continue to speak,
My heart has broken to it's millionth piece
The Love I thought we had
The lies you told me...
Killed me.
Crying..."Save me."
"Someone save me!"

Thrown off the Empire's walls
Crippled, and led astray.
Beaten and shot... with the darkest blood
Oozing it's way out of my demonic heart.
Ripped my heart out
It is Black...
It was always black.
But I STILL closed my mouth and spoke to you
In a hundred silent ways.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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