Why I Do Not Talk

July 19, 2010
By Anonymous

Some of you have wondered
Why I do not open my mouth to speak
From day-to-day I go
Then I sleep
I walk with a facade of sadness
Drawn on my face
For no particular reason
I just don't feel comfortable in this place
My family seems perfect
But yet it has its flaws
Everyone will act angelic
In the dark sharpening their claws
I still try to stand tall
Even though I feel so grieved
In only one years time
I will be able to leave
I do not talk because the quiet is sacred to me
I wish to embrace its calmness
So I can live in peace
And be free

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem in a time when I was feeling very angered and depressed at certain members of my family. I figured if I cannot express my feelings to them with my verbal words, then I would privately express them in my written words in the form of poetry. I channeled my anger and depression into this work.

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