Lost voice

January 7, 2018
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Never can I be stilled in my mind. Hating myself for being flakey, yet scared to be anything else. When you’ve fallen in a forest with nobody around. Did you ever really crash or even make a sound. Was I ever even heard. Will I ever be heard. Can I ever be free without being vulnerable. Trapped in a labyrinth of my mind. Racing past a corner only find another dead end. I thrive to be heard. But all I can seem to say is silent screams. What point is there to my voice if all it does is sing a woeful ballad.

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