Say something.
Allow the words to form as a hurricane
Amongst the tip of your tongue.
Force the voice within you outwards from your chest,
And cause the echo to slam against the walls,
Because darling,
You are broken,
And darling, you must beg
For help.
Have you not witnessed the crime of
Silence,
The crime of
Disappearing
Into the fog of our own predicaments?
After all,
We are taught to fill our minds
With the hatred we have for them
And curve the bullet of cruelty
In order to penetrate our own
Confidence.
Say something.
You are hurt,
Left here in an endless abyss
Of suffering and emotional destruction.
Wishing, dreaming, hoping,
P