Longed to say something
that had to be voiced.
Could not find the words
for who was there to hear
the things I wished to name?
Nameless fears
from darkness born,
threatening and haunting
the light I hoped to see.
Cannot voice the thought
which might break the spell.
The spell of silence
- the cry of silence,
that is slowly
destroying me.
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