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I suffer in silence,
aching pain,
tormenting me.
no one can see,
that I'm dying,
in silence,
I suffer,
no outward emotion,
but a tear,
like a shaken soda,
almost exploding then,
flat.
no one to talk to,
no one to hear,
I suffer through silence,
through fear,
miming my way,
no one notices,
not enough
to care.
they swarm around me,
faces laughing,
friendships solid,
unawares,
that i suffer
in silence.
my mind imagining,
plights for joy,
attempts,
to be noticed.
I live in another world,
a paradox.
like I'm frozen,
paused,
awake,
everyone buzzing,
a tornado,
whirling around me.
but still, wherever I am,
who's life i pretend to,
exist in.
I'm sad.
I'm suffering in silence.
I can't cry out,
scream away anger or
sob
because this is silence,
encapsulating me,
a blanket,
neither friend nor foe,
just there as I suffer,
alone.



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ChrisJThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 15, 2013 at 4:30 pm:
I love how dark and vivid this is, and I especially like that comparison to soda that you made. Delightfully dark, wonderful job!
 
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