Silent Screams
Its sad how lost she is
Knowing only the roots of her
hair ..
Knowing only the trees she sees
in the yard but not the trees
God made - the trees that run
thru her veins ..
Its sad how the country she
knows is the four walled
bedroom that engulfs her being
evryday like a vampire and his
coffin ..
Its sad how the her secrets are
only known to God's creation
but not by God himself ..
Its sad how her Poetry wants to
speak but she just stays --
silent!
Silent is her maiden name for
the apple dd not fall so far from
the tree..
Silence is wat she grew up
seeing as the walls crumbles-
the glasses broke and the Red-
blue lights shone..
Silence is wat she danced to
when the music to her ears was
that of her sister's hungry cries
-
Silence was the books she read
even thou she failed to speak to
their exam..
Its sad how the holes in her
body are the ones on her ear
lobes-
Forgetin to use those that allow
her to see.. Those that allow
her to hear but mostly negleting
that one that allows her to
speak!
Speak out nd cleanse the world
through the word ..
The word is Poetry .. Poetry she
holds near nd dear to her heart
whenever the thots of a child
that haunts her her sleep rise..
Poetry that holds her sobs at
nyt when her dearest is just too
far..
Poetry- poetry ..its sad how the
poetry she lives by only lives
within her haunted soul-
between her troubled eyes..
Poetry made of Gold.. Poetry
for the young and the old-
Its sad how- even after so
many dark moons- she insists
on holdin the emotional tap a
little tighter..
Hiding behind her four cold walls
..
Nd making broken calls @ nyt..
Just as she finally grows the
balls - to speak her mind !!!
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