It started out as a whisper,
then ended up as a yell.
She found her self screaming,
but still no one could tell.

Am I just a wandering word? Looking for sentences that may not exist?

Stop looking they said,
but I was not a quitter.
I was only a seeker,
far from a dreamer.

As she spoke,
the words seemed
to get more hopeless.
If no one could listen,
she was useless.

As age went by,
her voice cracked and was no more.
then her misery collided
with the solid ground beneath her.

She tried to scream,
but it ended up as a yell.
But then she found herself whispering,
sadly no one could tell.

Then the oddest thing happened.. Everyone she longed to make listen, woke up from their endless perfect lives,
And the most silent sound,
her heart, ...
was heard
And echoed into the night.