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Voiceless
Gasping for air was never easy
feeling contained with emotions
falling apart within myself
Seems fun for all; but not to me.
Twisting in pain with brimming eyes
it's been ages and ages, I awaited
for a gentle knock on my heart,
to clear out the plight.
Gifted with all fading footsteps
and silenced giggling for long,
I threw myself up into the sky
to hit the cold raw ground, hard.
My actions and words
were all like a scary puzzle,
b'cause they always repelled
with my very own dreams and thoughts.
I wished I had my own voice
They said that was better,
I wanted to roar out my hatred;
but kept mum and nodded yes.
I tried walking along the lines
dotted with their thoughts
I stood like a miserable stone
b'cause I'd witness mine fading
I cant regret anymore
The words are not enough,
I can't rewind anything
The time isn't allowing anything
I didn't know I'd stand here,
at the middle of crossroad
three choices flutter around me
Right, left or backward.
I cried for help b'cause
it was all align to me, the roads
I didn't know it lead to where,
So I stand and look down
Who will hear and save me?
Who will take away my tears?
Can't wait anymore for the end
So I decide to end myself and Rest In Peace!

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Wish our hearts had it own voice when our tongue failed to do its job.