My home is broken
raging violence of whispers
a sad silent voice
the blank mind of love
a thick fog of confusion
thoughts of a memory
Why is it that we
suffer the quiet courage
of not speaking out
a desperate scream
looking for a face of hope
hugs become a wish
raging violence of whispers
a sad silent voice
the blank mind of love
a thick fog of confusion
thoughts of a memory
Why is it that we
suffer the quiet courage
of not speaking out
a desperate scream
looking for a face of hope
hugs become a wish
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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