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Sound Proof

I don’t know how to break the silence
between us.
The glass window that has been built,
it’s becoming sound proof.
I beat my fists against it,
I scream your name.
My vocal chords are bleeding,
my knuckles have no more flesh
I can’t break through it
gods, how I have tried.
It presses against me
squeezing out my air;
I can’t breathe, panic sets in,
screams beg for help.
Hear the words I am not saying,
but how could you,
when you can’t even hear me screaming.
The silence is heavy between us
so thick I’m suffocating.
I’m choking on my blood,
on a silence so loud.
I’m choking these unspoken words.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 4, 2010 at 10:59 AM
From what I am reading this morning it looks as if everyone found some inspiration to write this weekend. Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us today Madison. Love, Carol
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October 3, 2010 at 10:25 PM
deep write, enjoyed this one...P.D.
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