WordsA Poem by clairvoyantmarsHer voice lingers at the back of her throat Mouth closed, lips pressed And being shut inside those four walls She has no need to speak For there is no one to talk to Except those voices in her head And the people from her memories No music can make her sing If she does, the people outside will hear And silence her once again She swallows back the words For even a single moan can be heard In this lonely world of hers She is mute Words… Sounds… Forbidden. Silence… Quiet… Poke and prod at her sanity A taunting ringing in her ears Boredom… Loneliness… Longing… All lingering at the back of her throat Wanting to burst out Aching to scream out “I’m here!” For fear that her silence Has erased her existence This concrete box she lives in Illuminated with artificial light Only a peephole to peek outside Even then, it is only a glimpse She lies on her bed Idly staring at the ceiling Tears streaming at the sides of her head Still, no words come out Until she whispers “I’m here. I’m never gone. I just miss you…” © 2011 clairvoyantmarsReviews
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Added on July 4, 2011Last Updated on July 4, 2011 AuthorclairvoyantmarsPhilippinesAboutI've been seriously starting to write my own novels since 2008. So far, I've finished three novels and have a lot of unfinished ones piled up. I also write short stories and poems and the occasional s.. more..Writing
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