This silence.
Has me weak,
Has me scared,
Has me on my knees.
Is like a hell,
I'm not allowed to say anything,
I'm not allowed to move.
There are this heavy,
Wet and rusty chains around me,
Around my neck,
My wrist and my ankles.
My skin is the colour
Of the metal
For all the time it has been there,
Stained blood too.
I have this chains,
And I've been waiting
A lifetime
For you to save me, for you to break them.
Whenever I try to
Talk to you,
This chains,
Tighten more and more.
And I'm speechless,
I have no voice,
I am alone,
I'm soulless.
I have no longer a bright spirit,
I have no love in me,
I have no words to say,
I have no hope anymore.
And I want to talk to you,
But this silence,
Like I said,
Is like all of this suffer in my head.
So whenever
I see you,
The sound of this chains,
Makes me shut up.
And soon,
I realise,
I have tons of chains around me,
Of your love, of this silence; of you.
...
originally posted: December 2016
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Love & Pain: Rain
PoetryRain, going through a storm. The ups and downs of love and pain. The first step to deal with pain, to heal. Based on my high school -hell of a- journey. Book 1 of Love & Pain series. || #1 in Poetry (of 14.9k stories) 01/12/18 ||
