I hear the sounds of their laughter echoing throughout the house.
Why can't I feel that joy? That everlasting happiness.
It echoes throughout the house.
Now I feel anger, because I'm not a part of it.
Is that my own fault?
Or
Did they make me silent?
I listen to the laughter that consumes me, but I don't dare to move because if I do they will hear me; they will hear my cry.
So I stay silent
And I hope that one day I won't be silenced.
I fear that day, but I also hope for that day.
They laugh, I stay quiet.
Now it is silent
There is no more laughter, they have gone their own way
I stay in the dark, and now I hear nothing.
My silence has become me.
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Hey guys!!! So I decided to try something a little different. This is called Dark Days and it's basically just going to be a punch of things like above ^^ and basically just about life and how We get through. Cuz I know life sucks and I hope this helps people through tough times. Cuz I know I didn't have anyone when I was in a dark place.
Just wanted to say thank you for all your support and for just letting me share my passion with you guys.
As always.
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Dark Days
PoetryThe darkest day are yet to come. Who knows where this world is going to take us. I am lost, i am forgotten. Aren't we all? Welcome to the Dark Days.
